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Darcie

Yesterday was a bad day for the girly. She was restless, and seemed lethargic. She ate less, but still ate something in the morning and in the late evening. Not sure what that was about. But I'm hoping it was just that she is at the end of her liquid Methimazole. You know how liquids tend to become sedentary the closer they are to being done.

Anyway, I'm sitting here waiting on them to deliver her next bottle. It better come today, or tomorrow will be without medicine. Not the fault of us that her Methimazole is late. Stupid Veterinarian, and the stupid Pharmacy in NJ. Two heads that don't seem to know what the other is doing.

She seems to be doing better today. At least she purred while eating some of her breakfast this am. She wouldn't purr, or make eye contact yesterday at all.


Update: Woohoo! Medicine is now here. No more worries for girly.