And So It Goes

There are too many items and issues and details. I'm looking for my inspiration. I'm looking for my life. I'm looking for a feeling of happiness, and joy, and peace of mind. A feeling I did something right, or good, or that someone cares about me.

I am thankful BahBi survived surgery and has only vomited once in the 48 hours with his feeding tube. I've learned to feed him, and get IV fluids into him from a bag that hangs from the ceiling. I've never had to face something like this alone with him, but I think I'm holding up quite nicely. And now since the vet has trained me, I'll be taking care of her cats when she goes on vacation. Injections, IV bags, tube feeding...yeah, I can do that.

Of course I'm dancing around the elephant in the kitchen. Why money has become such a problem after so many years of prosperity is sobering. Great incentive to turn it around. I'm trying. Balancing that and Full Time Cat Nurse. His feedings are 3 hours apart now, instead of every half hour.  That helps a lot. But the money will flow. I think as soon as I know which direction to go in.