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Spirit kept coming up and sitting on me last night -- I had to get up a couple times over seven hours to use the bathroom -- and did again when I got home today. She seems to be better about coming into my lap, and she has put her head out from under the end table, so maybe it's working.
I went to get labs today and had a bag of things I'd planned to take to the charity afterwards, but I forgot to get it out of the workroom. I'll have to take it another time. I can't leave handled bags out because the kitties might get their heads in the handles and get them caught and strangle themselves.
I had my main meal at Tony's -- greek salad, garlic bread (you can hear and smell them chopping the garlic), and iced tea -- and I'm pretty sure I'm exuding garlic. I woke up with really painful wrists and had to ask one of the guys to carry the tray for me, which I hate doing, but I wouldn't get it to the table otherwise. I'm making a list to take to the rheumatologist on Thursday when she gets to poke me, listen to me yell, and then take notes. Doesn't seem fair.
... and I was the one who killed them. These two cats aren't are interested in them. I planned to be back online sooner, but it looks like I'm going…
I'm even not on every third day right now. I think all my hands hurt, but I see the rheumatologist next Friday. I have little posts to write about…
I worked things out with the Amazon teller and they sent me refunds for the books I didn't exactly order and that definitely weren't in my library.…