Thank you everyone for your wishes and hugs. I feel much better today.
Last night I was sitting in the bathroom crying when it struck me, Lou hated it when I cried. When I was worried we wouldn't beat the abcess I went to their room and sat and cried while trying to hug her, she bluntly refused to be hugged until I stopped. So I no longer cry for my girl, she wouldn't want me to and I feel better for knowing that.
Lost my appetite. My tummy grumbles at me but food holds no appeal. Hopefully it will by tea time today or my tummy might go on strike.
Oh,bother. I went shopping today with a plan and forgot a part. Oh well, I can get it tomorrow.
Atleast my pills are up to date, the vet bill plus cremation fees is paid, the cheese is stocked and I have some meat out for tea. Oh, and we have loo rolls.
It's so strange not to get up and go medicate my little girl, to just have the five, happy healthy boys. They did their best last night, I broke down sitting on the floor with them and they all took turns coming over and checking on me. I think Barry took it the hardest, he's more mellow than usual and had to check the whole room and both carriers before he just flopped on top of the cage. Hey, he got his whole life to yesterday with his Mum, better than his siblings who were all rehomed at 11-14 weeks.
Knitting is going well. My cowl is coming on and I've started a log cabin blanket. I misunderstood the "how-to" and made a bit of a cock up of the second square but managed to accomodate it in yesterday.
It's blooming cold today but we have sunshine again which is lovely, I haven't had to turn on the living room light for the first time in months.
That's about it really.
1 comment:
just give yourself time to grieve and heal...
(((hugs)))
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