Wake Up, Vet Trip, Trying to Take over the Wild

 Friday morning, I had 

coffee with this ass,

brat. It was like she

knew Misty was not 

feeling well and she

kept jumping her.

The morning before, 

she wanted her mom.

She wanted to be petted, 

brushed, chased, brushed,

nap near me...

no clue what that was about, 

but Friday morning,

it was a total change. 

However, after returning from

the vets, she sniffed Misty

all over and left her alone.

Misty kept going to the 

litter box constantly, looking 

like she was having a hard

time peeing. 

The vet tried to 

squeeze some out of her

to see if there was an infection,

but was unable to. Because

she is not a repeat UTI cat,

he figures it is just 

an infection so she is

on meds now. Steroid for 

the burning and meds 

for the infection. I will

be watching her to see how

things go. If not better soon

she will be going back.

However, due to Misty 

not liking to ride, 

I had to hold her all 

the way to the vets.

If not, she cried that

low, pitiful cry. 

Not the best at one 

hand driving, but we 

managed, to and from.

That is one spoiled baby.

 

But what can you expect!

Even in my arms she would 

cry out from time to 

time, saying ma ma.

Breaks my heart.

Today is Saturday, 

Misty seems to feel 

okay, seems to be peeing 

better, with blood. 

But the girls and I are

hanging around. I am staying

inside. Days of going strong, 

in beautiful temps, 

stress of Misty not feeling

well, and coming in

contact with something in 

the yard has me down today.

Whatever I came in contact with

has me having to take a 

low dose of steroid, 

which is something I usually 

avoid taking. Because of the 

info I had when I had my 

gastric bypass, it is also a 

med to stay away from. 

However, as bad as I had

gotten, delaying a run to 

Fast Pace, I needed that med.

I was not going to post my past

week of dealing with this crap

because I know you all have to 

shake your head thinking crap

just happens to me. 

Yes, it does. I have had skin 

issues all my life and to prove that, 

this happened.

Actually, several weeks ago I 

developed a rash on my forearms,

and in the bend of my left arm.

It had to have come from 

caring around the branches and

limbs that I was cleaning up in 

the backyard. It was itchy, 

causing some small sores on 

my forearms but the bend of the 

arm remained a rash, never spreading.

Then came the fire ant attack.

After a couple of days, those

healed just fine. 

Tuesday, I worked in the yard,

planting, moving things, 

pick up other stuff. That evening

I developed whelps on my face.

Whelps not showing up well in 

pics. 

I counted 15 whelps on my face

and chin. Whelps in clusters and 

hard to tell. There were actually 

three bumps above my eye, causing

swelling and then the ones on

the cheek were swelling.

 Looked like mosquito bites. Only, 

these whelps were in clusters all over

the face. Not a normal for 

those blood suckers.

I kept taking my allergy pills

and coating myself with itch meds.

Friday morn I woke with a rash of 

bumpy bumps on my arm, spreading

to my lower neck. 

I was talked into going to a 

walk in. I did. 

The diagnosis is not 

blood suckers, not

poison ivy, but apparently

something, and not telling what

I came into contact with that

I am allergic to.

Conclusion ~

Moving to rural country life on 

a spot that used to be covered

in woods, has not been 

good for me. Taking over the 

wild is doing a number

on me. From now on, I will 

need to have my arms, and 

maybe legs covered, plus my

hands, and don't go rubbing

my face!!

I think I need a KEEPER!

Do you have skin issues?

What have you had to deal 

with, in terms of your skin?

Pam