I have a little worry that Coopey can’t see out of his blue eye, the one that’s healing. He just saw the doctor for it today, and they were satisfied that he was on the right path—in fact, he gets to be out of his cone now except for right after he eats, which is when he wants to go rubbing his face around, which could irritate his eye…but otherwise he’s free and clear. But…no discussion about whether or not he should be able to see out of it while he’s healing. I don’t know. Maybe it’s too be expected until it all clears up. But I just noticed while giving him a treat tonight that he couldn’t see on that side. I was holding the treat for him to take, and he didn’t know it was there until he smelled it, and then he kind stabbed at it when he realized it was there. Never seen him do that before. Gonna call in the morning and see what they say, just to be sure.
He’s otherwise happy. Totally normal. I don’t think he’s in pain, so that’s good.
Oof. Two nights in a row with anxieties over health. Last night, by the way, was definitely the wine. It was off. Made my tummy not happy. Not getting sick, lol, and nothing to do with my back. I had the Costco chicken again for dinner tonight and sit here in bed totally fine. It was the wine. So…that’s good. Anxiety for nothing. Which it usually is, isn’t it?
A struggle writing today again BUT…man, my dogged determination is really, truly, genuinely paying off. I’m getting through these story problems by sheer force of will. Finally got some good stuff by the end tonight. And tomorrow, I’m up on time no matter what. That will feel good.
To that end, goodnight. I’ll see you on the flip.