Today’s cake was a smashing success! Everyone loved it, which was great because I was really nervous about it.  I thought about Henry the entire day. The vet even called to check up on him, which I thought was the sweetest thing. I wish I could work from home so I could be there with him at all times. I’m feeling a bit stressed out and frustrated at the situation. He didn’t sleep all of last night in his crate. He kept moving around, so finally I put him on top of my bed and cradled him until he went to sleep. Needless to say I am in dire need of sleep today. I’m feeling upset as well, because he would not relax. He was standing on all fours, even though his hind legs are bandaged and he just kept moving around. I finally got angry and yelled at him and forced him to just sit down. He got really quiet and just kept looking at me with those big brown eyes. And I felt horrible. I guess I’m feeling overwhelmed by this whole thing too. Right now, he’s in his bed with my cardigan as his blanket, sleeping. He hasn’t had a bowel movement since Saturday and I was a bit worried, so I gave him some canned pumpkin, and I’m hoping this will help.

On Thursday I have a doctor’s appointment that is so long overdue. My last doctor was a complete idiot, so thankfully not only did she get up and decide to leave California, but Nat recommended her doctor to me, who I’m looking forward to seeing. I’ve got a number of things I want to talk to her about, mostly the fact that I have a sneaking suspicion that I have hypothyroidism. The symptoms completely match up with what I’ve been experiencing and my mom was also diagnosed with it many, many years ago, so it seems likely that I have it.

It’s only 10 p.m., and already I’m feeling sleepy. I guess I’m finally realizing that I’m getting old. Although if I said that out loud to anyone, they would look at my cross-eyed and proclaim, “You’re not old! You’re only 23!” I feel much older than 23, let me tell you. Plus, my idea of fun is knitting and baking and watching Bollywood films. By default, I’d say I’m at least 58.