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31 March 2008
Jane went in to be spayed this morning, and we picked her up at 4PM and brought her home. She is one very stoned kitty, but she seems to be fine. We're supposed to be keeping her quiet. Yeah, right. She and Chloe are bouncing off the walls as I type this. She did get some down time, but Chloe really wanted to be with her, so I just put the two of them together for the night. I'd better not see any loose stitches in the morning. I made an appointment for Chloe for next Monday, and then that's it - no more cats in heat. Yay!
The temps finally went up. Hallelujah! There was also some drizzle, some downpours and lots of thick, thick fog due to all that evaporating snow. Not that it's all gone by any means. Dar was checking out the paddock with her handy binoculars when she saw a wolf running across the back of our property. Wolf! So we took off to track where he's coming and going from. In some spots out in back we were still sinking in snow over our knees. It's going to be a while before all of that white stuff is gone.
I took some pictures of the wolf tracks, but they didn't come out that well thanks to the fog and the snow. He's a big guy, that's for sure. We've seen tracks before, and the funny thing is that they always go in just one direction. It's not like he's going back and forth, it's more like he's making a loop around a large area and our property is just one leg of that journey. At least he's keeping away from the paddocks.
Q and I both had to go into Kitchener after picking up Jane from the vet in order to pick up Mark at the garage. He'd originally had the Jeep towed to the dealership last night. Today they told him it was going to cost over $700 to repair a water hose and serpentine belt. Uh, no. I called the garage where I usually take my Mazda, and they gave me a quote for less than half that, so we had the Jeep towed there instead. Anyway, Mark had taken my car to work, so that meant that Q had to drive me to the garage to get my car back because Mark was going to be driving the Jeep. Convoy! Convoy driving through the equivalent of pea soup at times, too. Heavy, heavy fog at some points. I was glad to finally pull into the driveway.
Tomorrow I'm off bright and early to get some more blood work done. I have become a pin cushion. Later in the afternoon I'm going into Kitchener and getting that verdammte EMG procedure. From what I've been reading, the less feeling that you have, the less painful the test, which makes a lot of sense. So I'm hoping I'm not going to be feeling that much :) Then I have an appointment immediately following that with Dr. Mendonca, the geeky neurologist. I'm nervous about what the tests will show. I mean I want them to show something; there has to be a reason for all of this muscle weakness. I'm just nervous (oh, OK - scared) about what that might turn out to be. Honestly? I'm still not convinced that I don't have multiple sclerosis as well as lupus. Eh. Tomorrow should tell the tale, as they say.
In the meantime the fabulous Tim Gunn is on my TV screen. It's the two hour finale of Project Runway. I know you guys in the States saw this weeks ago, but we're finally there. I know who wins already, but I love looking at the designs and listening to Tim's criticisms. He's a master at giving constructive criticism and still leaving the designers knowing that the decision is theirs. Plus he's adorable and so damn well dressed.
The temps finally went up. Hallelujah! There was also some drizzle, some downpours and lots of thick, thick fog due to all that evaporating snow. Not that it's all gone by any means. Dar was checking out the paddock with her handy binoculars when she saw a wolf running across the back of our property. Wolf! So we took off to track where he's coming and going from. In some spots out in back we were still sinking in snow over our knees. It's going to be a while before all of that white stuff is gone.
I took some pictures of the wolf tracks, but they didn't come out that well thanks to the fog and the snow. He's a big guy, that's for sure. We've seen tracks before, and the funny thing is that they always go in just one direction. It's not like he's going back and forth, it's more like he's making a loop around a large area and our property is just one leg of that journey. At least he's keeping away from the paddocks.
Q and I both had to go into Kitchener after picking up Jane from the vet in order to pick up Mark at the garage. He'd originally had the Jeep towed to the dealership last night. Today they told him it was going to cost over $700 to repair a water hose and serpentine belt. Uh, no. I called the garage where I usually take my Mazda, and they gave me a quote for less than half that, so we had the Jeep towed there instead. Anyway, Mark had taken my car to work, so that meant that Q had to drive me to the garage to get my car back because Mark was going to be driving the Jeep. Convoy! Convoy driving through the equivalent of pea soup at times, too. Heavy, heavy fog at some points. I was glad to finally pull into the driveway.
Tomorrow I'm off bright and early to get some more blood work done. I have become a pin cushion. Later in the afternoon I'm going into Kitchener and getting that verdammte EMG procedure. From what I've been reading, the less feeling that you have, the less painful the test, which makes a lot of sense. So I'm hoping I'm not going to be feeling that much :) Then I have an appointment immediately following that with Dr. Mendonca, the geeky neurologist. I'm nervous about what the tests will show. I mean I want them to show something; there has to be a reason for all of this muscle weakness. I'm just nervous (oh, OK - scared) about what that might turn out to be. Honestly? I'm still not convinced that I don't have multiple sclerosis as well as lupus. Eh. Tomorrow should tell the tale, as they say.
In the meantime the fabulous Tim Gunn is on my TV screen. It's the two hour finale of Project Runway. I know you guys in the States saw this weeks ago, but we're finally there. I know who wins already, but I love looking at the designs and listening to Tim's criticisms. He's a master at giving constructive criticism and still leaving the designers knowing that the decision is theirs. Plus he's adorable and so damn well dressed.
