I thought it was about time that I got myself an iPhone, now that I’m working and all. I LOVE IT! In fact I’m posting from it now 
I’m too excited, also considering I got The Sims 3 yesterday too!
I’m going out for dinner with friends tomorrow night, really looking forward to it, unless the pain in my throat turns into an infection, in which case dinner might not be too enjoyable!
Anyway, I’ll post again soon!
So I said I was gonna try to do NaBloPoMo again this month – turns out I fail before I even try, since it’s the 5th March already. Oh well, there’s always April.
Michael and I went to see Kate Miller-Heidke at a local bar last night – it was AWESOME. She has a phenomenal voice; really something to see, especially since she’s, like, a TINY person. I got my CD signed, but I forgot to take my camera so I didn’t get any photos with her (and my phone doesn’t have flash – kind of a necessity in bars at night). Anyway, if you ever get the chance to see her live, go for it. She’s amazing.
And with that, I don’t really have any other news. I just cleaned up our study so it’s a lot tidier now, just a matter of waiting for Michael to come home from work and clean up his desk because I don’t know what’s what on that damn thing. So yeah.
Sorry for the lack of updates lately; I’ve become reobsessed with The Sims 2 and been playing that a lot – making family after family, families off families and thousands* of children. I told you, obsessed.
Anyway, leave a comment if you want, I’ll post again in a couple of days 
* might be a slight exaggeration
Consider this Feb 12th post, even though I’m writing it at 1:23am on Feb 13th. It’s been one of those days.
If you’ve been following me on Twitter, you’ll probably know this already, but here goes (and I’m bound to cry while I write this so bear with me).
Layla was continuing to not eat this morning, nor was she interested in drinking any water. I got more worried, so I went around to the Vet’s (only 2-3 minute walk) and spoke to my vet, who offered some more of the laxative she’d given Layla before, to see if she was constipated again.
I brought this home and gave Layla a dose pretty much straight away. And she immediately threw it up. I thought maybe I did it too fast, gave it an hour or so, and tried again. She threw it up again. By this time, our electrician had come around and needed access to the cat’s room, so I took them both into our bedroom and she sat in a dark corner. I gave her some water by syringe, but eventually that, too, came up.
I was getting really upset by this point, so I called the vet and booked her in. I took her around there, and our usual vet had taken off for the day, so I had another vet look at her. This new vet, Lorraine, said she was very underweight and very dehydrated (two things I knew, as it was obvious; she wasn’t eating or drinking). She suggested putting her on an IV overnight then running some tests for her blood and to check her kidneys, to ensure they’re functioning properly. She broke my heart when she said, “If there is kidney failure, there’s not much we can do”. I managed to maintain composed while Layla was put back into her carry crate and the vet took her through to the back where the animals are. I left some contact details, walked home, and as soon as I stepped in the door I burst into tears. My mum gave me a hug, and I then went back to my room where Hendrix was and cuddled him for a while whilst bawling my eyes out. It is so heartbreaking for me to see my baby so skinny and knowing I can’t do anything about it except leave her with the vet. I know the vet’s is the best place for her right now, but I just hate being without her; she’s like a child to me and I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to her. And goddamnit for this happening so close to one of the biggest celebrations of my life.
I hope she’s going to be ok. Like I said, I don’t know what I’d do without her. Some people might say it’s so stupid, it’s just a cat, but she’s such a huge part of my life.
My dad was a heartless ass tonight at dinner – I was upset, obviously, and he says something like, “Well, we all have to face the fact that everything dies”. I said, “Erm, she’s not dead yet, you insensitive bastard”, and then he says “Well, no, but she’s not well is she?”, and again (for the 5784759724th time today) burst into tears and stormed out. I was so mad – how the hell could he be so mean, when he knows how much I love her.
Anyway, I’m hoping for good news tomorrow when I call the vet’s to check in on her. I really would prefer me calling them, instead of them calling me – if they call me, it can’t be good news.
The only good thing out of today was the fact I got my new mobile phone, my birthday present from Michael – it’s really cute and I’ll take photos of it when my Flickr account is back in order. Everything else today has gone haywire; I’ve jammed my finger, ripped skin off my thumb, stubbed my toes – everything imaginable has gone wrong today. I hope tomorrow is better (although it’s Friday 13th – maybe it won’t go so well).
Whilst I have done paid blogging in the past, I find it’s not productive enough to make any amount of money unless you’re constantly doing it, which can in turn piss off your readers. So I’ve made the decision to go ad-free. If I mention products or services at all, they’ll be my genuine opinions on things I actually utilise, and I will not be paid for them.
