Whoa. My baby is going to get better :) What a crazy week! And it's the first of a few, I'm sure...I (or my man) now feed the cat as close to every 4 hours as possible. So guess what I did last night? Went to bed at 11, got up at 2am to feed the cat (which entails giving her the anti-nausea med, waiting 20 minutes while playing Texas Holdem Poker or Texas Holdem, then giving her the food), went back to sleep, but couldn't sleep, then got out of bed again at 5:30am to get ready for work and have time to both whiten my teeth (which needs to be timed for 30 minutes, though I can do other things at the same time, as long as I don't open my mouth) and feed the cat again (see above). Run on sentence much?
So now I'm tired. And fighting a headache. Remind me not to drink wine before a close-to sleepless night, k? Thanks :)
Thank goodness it's the weekend. We're going to carefully time the feedings for every 4 hours, so we can hopefully get Gloria on a super-quick path to recovery!
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