I may have mentioned before how much I don’t like the hours I’m keeping for work. And how I have to get up at 5am and by the time I get home (about 6:30 today), there’s barely time for me to eat dinner and say hi to John before I need to get to bed again. And I’ve been shooting for being in bed by 9. Hasn’t happened in several weeks, but I keep trying. I can tell it’s getting bad when the only thought in my head when I get up in the morning is “how long before I can go back to bed” and my favorite daydream involves a nap. Tonight is my best shot at making the 9pm goal yet.
All of that is my way of saying this is going to be short. Two things:
- Roxy had another seizure last night. Still just one, no clusters, but her recovery time was back to about 45 minutes, and there was no sign of the hyper dog. She’s fine now, and she was fine before we went back to bed. I was half expecting this sort of thing to happen, since we are taking her off of a pretty potent medication and moving her to a new one. Of course, the late night seizures two nights in a row aren’t helping me sleep. I got about 5 hours last night. But this particular item was not about me. 🙂 Roxy’s fine for now. I’m keeping the vet updated.
- This one is about me. Mostly. And I’m going to be a big dork and not at all cool about this. You ready? Jenny, The Bloggess herself, COMMENTED ON MY SITE! For real! Go look at yesterday’s post. Of course, all of a sudden I felt this incredible pressure to be funny in my reply to her comment. I failed miserably (I’m not funny on command), but I tried really hard. Anyway, how cool is that?
Tomorrow is Friday.