Bitter in the Morning » sick

Ralph

Ben — Fri, 16 Oct 2009 13:45:19 +0000

Poor little Ralph hasn’t been eating for a day now and just seems to want to curl up and sleep all the time. Not his usual playful self, I called the vet today and have an appointment at 3:30 to see if there’s something I can do to help him feel better. He’s kind of a sad little kitty right now and I hope we can get him back to the kitten he was a few days ago. Such a sad little meow as he follows me around.

That Time of Year

Ben — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 17:45:40 +0000

The sickness has come full force this fall. I had a few weeks of a lingering cough that has finally been defeated. The cats have gotten some slight respiratory thing as well though and I’ve been lucky enough for Mu to sneeze directly in my face several times. Ralph has a cough sort of thing going on as well. The vet doesn’t seem to be concerned since they are both eating well and very active (very very active in fact).

On the Bias

Ben — Tue, 29 Sep 2009 21:00:54 +0000

Went to the doc about this pestersome cough I’ve had for a week and took the day off. The cough isn’t an infection and should be gone soon. Seems to be the leftovers from a cold mixed with a liitle fall allergy action.

With the time outside of my napping (it’s part of the recovery!), I made a bunch of bias tape and am try to finish the Cotehardie of Blue. Yeah. 114″ of bias tape. Guess I get to really practice my handsewing now. At least I have netflix streaming to accompany my quest.

Home; away from…

Ben — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 06:00:37 +0000

There are a couple events that really make me want to be closer to my family: being sick (had a cough for a week) and Sunday lunches. I miss having mom to buy me sprite and bring me crackers to eat when I napped on the couch under a blanket watching terrible daytime tv. I swear that couch had magical healing properties.

Sunday afternoons are always lazy-time at home when you’re full of a tasty lunch and just play cards, read, or pester siblings to mom’s irritation. All to the sound of dad’s puffing-sounding snore.