Out of Spell Slots, Time for a Nap
Aug. 7th, 2019 01:40 pm
I just got back from taking our penultimate eldest cat to the vet, Deliah. Deliah is 16 and developed an alarming limp... possibly while we were in the hospital with all of Shawn's medical nonsense. Kitty has one of two problems. First, it is not entirely clear from the x-ray, because Delia has a big poop in the pipeline, but, maybe she broke her hip.
Or she has bone cancer.
I may have blown most of my spell slots by casting the 10th level "Cool in the Face of Danger" spell on myself, so as not to collapse in a quivering pile of sads in front of our new (amazing) vet.
For those who followed the previous cat drama, I did not and will not go back to the terrible vet (Como). We found this new one: Maplebrook Pet Care. I'm already in love with it because they could tell I was low on spell slots yesterday just talking to me on the phone and they took the initiative and contacted our previous vet to get Deliah's health records sent over. (I was supposed to contact All Paws, but just never managed it. I was prepared to take the blame and have them sent over ASAP today, but someone just did it for me and I have never loved anyone more than this stranger/recptionist.)
I'm also loving them because they offered to have a new x-ray done post poop on Friday, so that the results might be clearer, FOR FREE. Seems like a no brainer, but not sure that the Other Place would have offered to do so gratis.
We are waiting on blood work to tell us more about Deliah. There may be some clue in the blood as to whether or not it's cancer or just a broken bone. I... with everything that's happened to our cats this year, I don't even know if I have the strength to hope that it's the lesser of the two options. It's never something easily fixed. It's always a death sentence, and, shit, yeah, I know Deliah is 16, but JFC, could we NOT do this again this year??
Ugh.
I'm going to go nap and see if I can't recover a couple higher level spell slots so that I can go get the dish soap we ran out of an vacuum the f*cking rug.