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» Saturday, September 07, 2013Heigh-Ho, Heigh-Ho, It's Off to the Vet We Go
Geez, this cold is a pain. Feeling miserable, but don't want to sit around all weekend, either. So I went with James to take Willow to the vet to see if we can figure out what's going on with her incontinence problems. It's either medical, in which case it needs to be taken care of, or aging, which we can't do much about, but they say there are some drugs that can help with the problem.
They said she'd be done by "early afternoon," so I saw it through, although what I really wanted to do was go home and sleep. (Kept waking up during the night coughing.) Had nice hot oatmeal and a fruit cup at Chick-Fil-A, took a turn around Five Below, and ducked into Petsmart to get Schuyler a new food dish (but they didn't have the kind I wanted). They were adopting dogs, and had we gotten there a few minutes earlier, Willow might have had a canine sibling. There was a small, fuzzy brown-spotted white puppy that had to be part terrier; she had the same jawline as Wil does. Someone had just adopted her as we walked in the door.
There's only one cure for feeling rotten: a bookstore. The Perimeter Barnes & Noble was the next parking lot over, and there were some cheering items, like a fall-themed "Just Cross-Stitch" and the new "Blue Ridge Country" with fabulous autumn views. Found a mystery novel set in upstate New York and also a book about the history of Newport, RI. Also bought a new tray table (what they call a "C-table" for obvious reasons) at the Container Store next door.
We had lunch at Panera; the hot soup was wonderful on my throat. Then we stopped by CVS to get some recommendations for some cold medication from the pharmacist. Took the first two pills, and a cough drop, in hopes that it will deal with this nuisance of a cough. Still figure I will end up at the doctor on Monday, which is annoying as hell—I don't need to be wasting time at Kaiser. What I need is a good night's sleep, without waking James up!
Willow was freshly bathed when we arrived at the vet; we won't get the result of her tests for a couple of days, and then they will decide what medical course to take. Ordered Chinese for supper and watched PBS most of the night.
Wish I could breathe without coughing or it hurting.