How are you both doing
@Emily_Babbelhund ? xx
Thanks for asking,
@kateincornwall
This will certainly be TMI, but hey ho...if it wasn't TMI it wouldn't be Emily, right?
Carbon is doing much better. His wounds are now completely healed and while they look a little odd to say the least, his new plumbing works and that's what is important. Now I just need to convince my dad to stop referring to Carbon as a hermaphrodite. Not politically correct - or anatomically correct either...
Carbon SEEMS to have more energy, but I can't tell any change in his tongue color. I'm no expert plus I see him every day, so we'll just have to see next Friday how his bloods look. We had a nice walk through the castle park this morning while it was cool. If there are any problems now it is that Carbon stops to wee incessantly. Of course I'd been letting him do that while he was having wee difficulties and now it is a habit. This morning I was able to convince him after the first 10 minutes or so that we BOTH needed some proper walking instead of just a wee and a doddle.
I'm worried about starting the Milteforan in a few weeks, but I think it is the right thing to do. Onward and upward! For the moment, I'm feeding him tons as I want him a bit chunky before he starts. Carbon is enjoying this newfound bounty.
I'm kind of still in the dregs myself. I've decided to come off my psych meds but SLOWLY this time. It seems to be working well and I'm taking the fact that I wanted to do a long-ish walk this morning with Carbon to be a good sign. I've had zero interest in any sort of exercise since I went on the meds and while they certainly help my mood, right now I'm more worried about my physique. Hopefully this will help.
As I mentioned on the Coronavirus thread, I spoke to my father a few days ago about not going to the US in September. He accepted this (kind of) in the context that we need to stay here to do Carbon's Leish treatment. I told him we'd see about a October/November visit but that frankly I wasn't optimistic that it would be a good idea...or even possible.
Frankly, the more time that passes from that conversation, the more peeved I get. No mention from my father that it could be dangerous to fly (to me and to him/Donna) or that he wants me to stay safe. No mention about any solution to quarantine once I got there, even though I've been saying for months that I don't know how we'd do that safely.
This is all pushing some old buttons. When I had cancer and was in the hospital, he didn't visit during the whole year because he said he'd need me to pick him up at the airport, find an apartment for him and do his grocery shopping. At the time we had the initial conversation, I couldn't make it to the toilet in my hospital room, let alone do all that. No lie, he is my father and I love him, but I wanted to punch him in the face.
I know I sound like a whiney baby, but it would be nice if he tried to come up with some solutions himself, or showed some concern for the danger of traveling to the US. I know he cares about me in his own way, but "Don't feel bad if you can't make it, it's just not safe right now" would go a long way. Of course he himself is still going out to shops and all sorts of places that he no longer tells me about, so it's not just me that he's not so worried about. "It's just a cold that we have to get used to." Right...
Despite all my moaning, there is lots to be grateful for. I am here in my "Bunker", safe, healthy and Carbon is on the mend. My goal this week is a good walk every day with Carbon in the cool morning and NO ICE CREAM. Baby steps to getting healthier.
