Tricia Cinco(GA) & Harvey
Member Since 2011
5/26 Recap
1.0 units bid
AMPS: 131
AM+3.5: 98
AM+6: 96
AM+8.25: 87
PMPS: 229
PM+3.75: 90
PM+5: 96
PM+7: 96
PM+8: 106
Last Condo
Hmm, looks like I'm getting into an every other day habit. Guess I need to work on that.
Harvey was pretty flat yesterday, with a lovely 90s surf that was interrupted by that ugly yellow PMPS which messed up our beautiful spreadsheet.
I wish DH had retested, as I question the validity of that number, but I wasn't home until more than an hour later, so we'll never know.
This morning Harvey ate all of his t/f/s meal, but didn't want his breakfast. I was all set to give him tummy meds when I heard his I'm going to throw up meow from the top of the stairs.
I went up just in time to see him barf. Usually when that happens, he comes down and eats a few minutes later. Not today. So I gave him the Ond & Cypro. He ate a couple of bites of cat food and a lick or two of baby food about an hour later, but nothing more, and his numbers were dropping, so I gave him Cerenia and another 1/4 tablet of Cypro. I'm just waiting for that to kick in. I guess the couple bites of food helped to pull him out of the shark-infested waters, but he's still in a little too deep for my taste. He is really ticked at having his ears poked so much. ETA: Despite not eating more, he's still coming up. One concern down, one to go.
DH commented that the Bupe must really be helping him, as yesterday he had to chase Harvey around to give him his morning shot for the first time in ages! I was pleased, but DH was less so.
I watched him bunnyhop slowly down the stairs this morning and gave him another dose.
Yesterday was my podiatrist appointment. I had intended to leave an hour early to account for people starting their holiday weekend early, but that didn't workout - left at the same time I would any other day. I ended up getting there 35 minutes late.
The doctor said he would still see me, but I'd have to wait until he was done seeing the other patients that were already there. I was fine with that - just didn't want it to be a wasted trip! He actually got to me sooner than I expected. He's not one for small talk - gets right to the point and then he's out of there. He picked up my foot and tapped the bottom of my heel and I about stood up. He nodded. "Yup. That's Plantar Fasciitis!" He said I need to rest it, continue to ice it, and if something hurts (like walking), it means I'm doing too much. He said to always wear my supportive shoes and orthotics, from the time I get up until I go to bed. 
He gave me a cortisone shot. Yeeeoooowwwww! That sucker hurt as bad as the ones in my fingers. He said it might be torn, which should heal on it's own. He said if I follow his instructions, it should be better in a month. If I'm not, I'm to call and get a follow up appointment. Guess my low impact aerobics are out of the picture. I've gotta do what he says, as the NASCAR race at Sonoma is in just under a month, and I have to be able to walk for that - it's a road course and crutches or even a wheelchair just wouldn't work there.
Day 12 of the challenge!! Almost to half way! Getting sick of eggs for breakfast, but they do fill me up. Most days I don't even want lunch and just have some fruit.
I've got a couple of projects I can tackle today that don't require a lot of walking around, so I'd better get to it. Hope everyone is enjoying their Friday, and US peeps, stay safe this holiday weekend. Let's all keep in mind that the reason we have a Memorial Day isn't so we can have a day off work to sleep in, party, etc. It's to honor those that gave the ultimate sacrifice to keep us all safe and free. Where would we be without them?
Sending healing vines to all in need, especially Toby and Neko, and hugs to all their beans, especially Peg and Wendy.
1.0 units bid
AMPS: 131
AM+3.5: 98
AM+6: 96
AM+8.25: 87
PMPS: 229
PM+3.75: 90
PM+5: 96
PM+7: 96
PM+8: 106
Last Condo
Hmm, looks like I'm getting into an every other day habit. Guess I need to work on that.
Harvey was pretty flat yesterday, with a lovely 90s surf that was interrupted by that ugly yellow PMPS which messed up our beautiful spreadsheet.
I wish DH had retested, as I question the validity of that number, but I wasn't home until more than an hour later, so we'll never know.
This morning Harvey ate all of his t/f/s meal, but didn't want his breakfast. I was all set to give him tummy meds when I heard his I'm going to throw up meow from the top of the stairs.
I went up just in time to see him barf. Usually when that happens, he comes down and eats a few minutes later. Not today. So I gave him the Ond & Cypro. He ate a couple of bites of cat food and a lick or two of baby food about an hour later, but nothing more, and his numbers were dropping, so I gave him Cerenia and another 1/4 tablet of Cypro. I'm just waiting for that to kick in. I guess the couple bites of food helped to pull him out of the shark-infested waters, but he's still in a little too deep for my taste. He is really ticked at having his ears poked so much. ETA: Despite not eating more, he's still coming up. One concern down, one to go.DH commented that the Bupe must really be helping him, as yesterday he had to chase Harvey around to give him his morning shot for the first time in ages! I was pleased, but DH was less so.
I watched him bunnyhop slowly down the stairs this morning and gave him another dose. Yesterday was my podiatrist appointment. I had intended to leave an hour early to account for people starting their holiday weekend early, but that didn't workout - left at the same time I would any other day. I ended up getting there 35 minutes late.
The doctor said he would still see me, but I'd have to wait until he was done seeing the other patients that were already there. I was fine with that - just didn't want it to be a wasted trip! He actually got to me sooner than I expected. He's not one for small talk - gets right to the point and then he's out of there. He picked up my foot and tapped the bottom of my heel and I about stood up. He nodded. "Yup. That's Plantar Fasciitis!" He said I need to rest it, continue to ice it, and if something hurts (like walking), it means I'm doing too much. He said to always wear my supportive shoes and orthotics, from the time I get up until I go to bed. He gave me a cortisone shot. Yeeeoooowwwww! That sucker hurt as bad as the ones in my fingers. He said it might be torn, which should heal on it's own. He said if I follow his instructions, it should be better in a month. If I'm not, I'm to call and get a follow up appointment. Guess my low impact aerobics are out of the picture. I've gotta do what he says, as the NASCAR race at Sonoma is in just under a month, and I have to be able to walk for that - it's a road course and crutches or even a wheelchair just wouldn't work there.Day 12 of the challenge!! Almost to half way! Getting sick of eggs for breakfast, but they do fill me up. Most days I don't even want lunch and just have some fruit.
I've got a couple of projects I can tackle today that don't require a lot of walking around, so I'd better get to it. Hope everyone is enjoying their Friday, and US peeps, stay safe this holiday weekend. Let's all keep in mind that the reason we have a Memorial Day isn't so we can have a day off work to sleep in, party, etc. It's to honor those that gave the ultimate sacrifice to keep us all safe and free. Where would we be without them?
Sending healing vines to all in need, especially Toby and Neko, and hugs to all their beans, especially Peg and Wendy.
Surf safely Harvey and plleaasee eat your fuds little man.
I just dished him up something from a fresh can and am waiting for him to come downstairs - we just had a drinking and petting session up in the bathroom and he wanted to linger, but I had things to do! Speaking of which, BBL!
