Emmy

04:05 pm: Pre-dinner panic
I can't find the recipe for my great grandmother's stuffing or my cheesecake and I only remember parts! Ah! The turkey is still frozen! Ah! Ah! ALL of the good-sized casserole dishes are missing, along with my spring-form pan, the second baking dish, and my hand mixer! Ah! Ah! Ah! The person bringing the ham isn't here yet! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Most of the people I invited never got back to me and I have no idea how many I am serving! Ah!x5

And Prada needs a bath. And the kitchen counters and sink aren't ready yet.

06:15 am: After several years battling with progressive kidney failure, arthritis, dementia, and blindness Elvis's body has finally failed him. Stubborn, loving, a bit of a baby, extremely gentle, and very, very lovable he was surrounded by people who loved him until the end.

Tuesday, November 3rd at about 5pm a tiny scruffy Yorkie nearly 19 years old crossed the Rainbow Bridge. He will never be forgotten and always be loved by many. He is truly an unforgetable dog, more then anyone has ever deserved and I am blessed to have had him in my life for so long.

Sleep well dear Elvis, the nightmares of your previous abuse can no longer touch you and never again will you feel pain. I am glad you now know that every time I poked a needle in your neck or forced you to swallow a pill it was just because it was all I could do to help you. Run and play again, reunited with your friends and meet some new ones, I know you will get along great with Billy, Bandit, and Booboo. You can now safely lick Maria, I hope she enjoys riding on your back again, and you can be with Cocoa and Mikey as much as you want without being a danger to them. I hope Jesse doesn't scare you by diving into you when you see him again!

I love you very much. Please wait for me, I will see you again.

12:24 pm: Time waster thing
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02:24 pm: Yay! The Wild Celts and Pirates Parrots will be here again for RenFaire! I will have to visit my cuddly buddy at Pirates Parrots.

If I have a ride.

Fuckfuckfuck this was my same problem last year and I already mentioned why I can't stay over. Damn you Paratransit! That was the only option and unless they manage to call me back and I get an appointment before this weekend I won't. I have run out of people to beg with food, wah.

Las Vegas Age of Chivalry October 9-11.

12:01 pm: Blackie is doing really, really well. Amazingly well. She was pretty much settled in the second day. She gets along with everyone and everything and adores Prada, which is amazing in itself, and is a lovely mixture of teddy bear and intelligent little scamp. Not to mention she's lovely. She has such a teeny meow but sounds like a jet engine when purring, which is most of the time.

I just wish she would stop going behind the washing machine, or at least be able to get out on her own reliably.

Need to not be lazy and upload pictures of her, baby tortoises, and other aminals. I don't have one of her cuddling with Prada but there will be one eventually because it's just too damn cute not to have a picture of.

Didn't get any of the costumes I was working on for Anime Vegas done, argh. Missed half of day 1 and all of day 3 too, argh! At this rate I won't have my fifth faery done by RenFaire but at least I am going and made plans to not be an idiot and need Dad to carry me into my chair, into the car, and then into my bed because I had decided I didn't need any of the more embarrassing or bulky medical supplies.

Cockatiels are doing ok, still a little quiet and reserved and Tammy is still trying to figure out where Andrew went but they are eating and preening like normal again. I think I'll stop crying with every thought of him... oh, never. I don't know what to do with his flightsuit, he was the only one who tolerated it and the only one who needed it since the others are paper trained, but unless it goes to deepfire where it's not actually gone from me but being used by cockatiels I love almost as much as my own I can't give it up.

Budgies are doing really well. They love their veggies but barely tolerate their pellets, but will eat them when everything else is gone. Mites are gone, yay! Sunny, the more outgoing (and LOUD) one, is pretty much hand tame for me and it's time to introduce more people, any volunteers? She doesn't bite unless you trap her, she flies away if startled. Stormy, the really shy and easily scared one, will eat out of my hand if I have something special and it's before breakfast and has stopped flying around the cage in fear when someone other then me or Dan comes in the room or a hand enters the cage and that is a huge improvement. She loves Dan so I am trying to get him to train her, not working so well.

Dan is recovering very well now. It was bad at first but fever, bruises, and most of the pain is gone now.

I huuuuuuuuuurrrt. Had some sort of neurological episode yesterday where according to Dan I was "wailing like a banshee" following a seizure, was incredibly sensitive to touch, screaming at the slightest touch, had no idea where I was and no sense of direction, and passed out the second he had me in bed. Don't remember anything other then waking up several hours later. Now my legs are numb, I have pins and needles all over, and I feel like I am covered in bruises. Scary :/

I have a Aayla Secura miniature! And my shepard's pie is done now, yum.

Tags: andrew, blackie, budgies, cats, cockatiels, cosplay, health, stormy, sunny

11:54 am: Happy birthday pragmatic_chimp!

11:02 pm: Today I lost and gained a family member and companion. lvcshell is moving in with her highly cat allergic fiance and dropped off her sweet cat Blackie. When her fiance went to meet my birds (I had slept late busy and nervous with Dan recovering from the gallbladder surgery and they screwed up his arm during it, so they were not yet out and fed) he found Andrew on the floor of the cage. His neck was broken, don't know if that was cause of death but since he has been overweight for so long despite diet and exercise it's more likely he had a heart attack or stroke and fell. Maybe if I had been able to be more attentive and not alternating between caring for Dan and sleeping (still sick) with not much else in between I could have prevented something from happening.

I want to be happy about Blackie, she's such a sweet and beautiful cat but that will have to come later. Luckily she is already doing very well, eating, using her litter box, done exploring, getting along with all but Japilo (we'll see about Rags when she is here, that might be hard since the pup doesn't stop moving), and is sleeping out in the open on a comfy chair right now (as opposed to under the couch).

10:10 pm: Dan is home, the surgery went very well with no complications and it was laparoscopic. Please continue to pray for him that the recovery is swift and the pain goes away as quickly as possible.

10:02 pm: I am very sorry if I have missed anything lately. About two months ago life began to beat us up and is just barely starting to let up a little. I am trying to be more active but ended up with an off-and-on internet hiatus, which sucks because I'm still a pathetic homebody whose only link to the world beyond the front yard, the grocery store, and doctors offices is the internet.

I have also realized that since Dec 20th at least 4 birthdays have passed and I only remembered three of them but only called one of them to wish a happy birthday. I think I have missed more then that, if I have I am again very, very sorry. I have bigger holes in my memory then my nose and that's saying something!

Italian joke aside, right now I look like the new girl in Questionable Content without the yaoi. About half-way into Hannelore's cleaning spree I think. I found something to be allergic to and have a pizza face again. Wasn't this supposed to stop after 18? Bah doctors always say it will go away and it never does...

08:12 am: Hate Dan's alarm clock hate Dan's alarm clock hate Dan's alarm clock hate hate hate.

Almost done with sleep deprivation time, then I get the wires stuck to me and the heavy box wrapped to my waist, get lights flashed at me and get heavily medicated when they cause me to seize. Then glorious sleep!

I wanna make muffins but that might not be a good idea. The past five hours have been me with coffee, ice, and snacks moving the six feet between computer and bathroom because I can barely see. Still running into walls and falling out of chair. Poor Prada is out like a light on a blanket. I am not someone who functions at all without enough sleep. Never have been, being sick just put a few extra hours a night in.

This won't make it easy to ride public transit. Of course that doesn't matter since the sucky transit system doesn't even go where I need to go! Not panicking... not panicking! Maybe a little...

06:55 pm: I gave in and got one of those silly dragon eggs. It's purple!


Help keep my egg alive please?


And this water one too and I am stopping now...

10:04 pm: Making a note here, huge success!
Saturday I had a hand raised above Rags (I was talking with my arms again, huge surprise) and she just looked at my hand. No running, no hiding, no crying, she didn't even wince. It may not sound like much but this is a huge step forward! Yay Rags! She is healthy physically and this is a big sign that she is becoming healthy mentally! She has already learned that there will always be food available and she doesn't need to gorge herself, now she has learned she isn't going to be hit.

Now, if only I could teach her that paper is not for eating... oh well, at least she is being helpful and cleaning up the yogurt I spilled all over lol.

( Her training progress and a lot of standing on hind legs )

Tags: rag doll

12:54 am: This journal is in desperate need of a photo spam.

WTF am I doing?

12:51 am: Also, why does my dad hate the thermostat so much? Brrrrr.

I wanna go back to Dan's and be warm waahhhhhhhhhh

12:45 am: WHY THE HELL IS MY SOUND REFUSING TO WORK???

I think it's mad at me. Back to my sound card then... when I have nerves that work enough to get inside a computer and not break everything that is.

I fell down. Go boom.

Ok, not go boom. Go crunch. Boom would have been better.

And when do I not fall down?

Why did I eat more cake? Stupid dummy.

02:17 pm: No...
His kidney disease turned around, he was perking up, finally eating and drinking enough on his own, rarely needed his pain medication, hadn't had an anxiety attack in years, was playing and running like a pup, and finally hit his ideal weight. It's a miracle. Now he is going downhill again, this time his senility. He frequently doesn't know where he is, he is always crying, and sometimes he tried to find us but can't when we are right next to him. He isn't always like that, but enough that his quality of life isn't good anymore. Everything that can be done is already being done.

Rags tries to lead him around when he gets lost, but at those times he doesn't know who she is and tries to attack her. I guess it's almost a good thing he doesn't have the strength or teeth to do any damage. She is heartbroken.

He could last another year, he could go in the next minute. Either way I think it's time. He's 18. He lived a long and happy life. I can't think of letting go of my constant companion of 12 years but even worse would be to let him suffer like this.

Still, it's not my choice alone. Dad and Sarah are not ready at all. I'm not either really, never will be but I know it's what is best. But since I'm not ready I just freeze up when telling them why it's time. For him. For us a bit too, God knows this is painful to watch.

Why like this? Why does he have to suffer like this? The poor dog has already been through more then enough! I thought here he could recover and live a happy life, not suffer with his mind going. Every time he cries and cowers when he doesn't know where and when he is I know he is remembering whatever happened before he came to us that left him so bruised, battered, and scared.

No dog deserves to suffer like that. Why does he have to suffer so horribly twice?

Life sucks.

Tags: elvis

05:21 pm: The problem with heirloom furniture...
Does anyone know a good moving company that they could recommend? I can't think of any other way my ancient solid cherrywood bed and dressers are going to get down the stairs and transported to Dan's.

Tags: moving

11:52 pm: I really don't know how the heck I am going to pack all my crap by myself. For that matter, it is looking like I might have to figure out how to get in there myself too! I will probably end up needing to bribe people again. Food? Video games? Anyone? Help please? Maybe just some boxes or bags I could borrow?

11:10 pm: Update on life, the universe, and everything:
BLAH.

Tags: 42

09:31 pm: Happy birthday Jovita! Sorry I didn't have a chance to call until now, a bit too late. *hugs*