So, I am hoping that the weekend starts looking up. I came home from work Friday (my last day before spring break) to find my poor cat lying on the floor in pain. Jonah went to the kitty hospital last week for three days, because his kidneys were blocked. He was treated to the tune of $650 and seemed to be much better. He would not eat the prescription food from the vet, but otherwise seemed better. Then he started crouching around the house Thursday night, and I knew he needed to go back. The vet saw him Friday on an emergency basis, and asked me to come back a few hours later. After the vet tried several things, I learned that there was nothing else they could do for him (short of catheterizing him to treat him temporarily). The vet’s opinion was that it was chronic (in addition to his various other health problems), and that he would always be sick (with pain) and in need of intensive treatment. I cried the whole time, but decided that putting him to sleep was the best thing for him. The staff was wonderful, and they all stayed late so that I could be in there while they gave him the last dose. He was already under anethesia from the procedures, so he never had to wake up or feel the needle. Of course, I stood there and cried through the whole thing and felt like the world’s worst pet owner. I was fairly sure when I took him that that would be the final decison, but I still found myself very upset in the moment when I actually had to say that was what I wanted to do. I called Andrew in Tulsa, and spent the night on the couch with a blanket. I felt justified in my sadness for one day, so now I am trying to feel better. I did a little “retail therapy” at Bed, Bath, and Beyond today, had lunch with a friend, and will later obsessively clean my house. Yes, I do understand that it was just a cat, and yes, I am sad about it. I have whined, and now I feel a bit better.
First Ultrasound March 18, 2006
Actually, these are our first ultrasound pictures, taken at 10 weeks. Hopefully we’ll have better ones soon, because these pretty much look like a gummy bear. 
I am the mother, so I can say that! I am a dork, and I thought the technology was pretty amazing. You can’t tell from these grainy photos, but the little guy/girl was flopping around like crazy. You could also see the heart beating/lighting up the whole body like one of the Care Bears during “Care Bear Stare” (don’t pretend you never watched that show!). Pretty cool, I thought…
