With thanks to this charity site for the photo, today has been a bit more chaotic than my usual. <sigh> I cannot find my photos of our cats on my computer as I type this ... so I borrowed the photo above to show you our elderly lady cat, Bright Eyes (this photo looks a lot like her - she's a 'domestic long hair' brown and gray tabby).
She is in her mid-teens (octogeneric, as cats go:) and is diabetic ... and belongs to my son who loves her (and is responsible for her feeding and care). Pay attention, she _does_ come into today's story. :)
I started my day with a meeting at an art quilting colleague's house - along with two other quilters - to work on a contract format for a traveling exhibit we have been putting together (this is a small art quilt show from the MetroThreads group).
We labored over forms for about three hours and finally hammered out something we thought was reasonable ... based on the contracts used by some other groups and on our own experiences. (whew!)
As I was driving to my shop after the meeting (and thinking about what I needed to do there for the day), I got a phone call from my son who was in a mild panic about his kitty (reference above:) .... who was clearly showing signs of having too low a blood sugar level (staggering and falling over, being lethargic).
Sooo, I turned my car around and went home to get him and the kitty and take them to our vet's hospital (back very close to where I had already been at the meeting earlier that morning).
The vet kept her all afternoon and measured her blood glucose levels (which were very low when we took her in - did you know that a cat's 'normal' blood glucose levels are the same as people's? 80 - 120 is 'normal' for both creatures). Her blood glucose was 26 when we got her to the vet! Probably she did not eat much breakfast this morning (around 8:30 a.m.), when she had her first shot of the day ... while they had her in the surgery, the vet actually fed her some fast-uptake glucose-producing meds to stabilize her levels at something approaching normal.
We had to go _back_ to the vet's at 6:30 p.m. to pick Bright Eyes up (and get the post-visit treatment orders). I'm not used to driving during 'rush hour', so that trip was a bit stressful. :P
So, by now the whole day has gone by and I've done nothing on my own professional list of chores - but have contributed to the group exhibit and played angelic rescuer to our furry girl.
Here it is the end of the day and now I cannot even _find_ my daily journal so that I can make an entry before I go to bed tonight. (where could it be? I was writing in it just last night!)
Depending on how you look at it, I've either been creative several times today or not at all. :P
:) Linda
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