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Dang it! I really do hate talking about all the bad things that seem to happen to me; but they just don't seem to stop.
I had some car problems again; but at least, it turned out to be something minor. The headlight switch shorted out. Luckily it didn't cause a fire; but it did put the car out of commission for a few days until I felt well enough to bother with it. My friend Jim, who originally sold me the car, was quite a good guy and made the repairs for me while I waited to hear from the vet (more on that in a minute).
Jim is one of the reasons why I have not chosen to move back to North Carolina. I have a few friends (Jodi, Jim, Richard, DO, and Cheryl) who bend over backwards putting up with my moods and helping me whenever and however I need. I can't imagine NOT living close enough to these people to see them and be with them frequently.
I've also had another pet-problem. When Eightball was not able to climb the back steps yesterday, I hoped that her leg had just gone to sleep while she laid on the steps in the sunshine. Although I had been feeling better finally, I quickly relapsed when I was hit by a major panic attack. Losing one dog at a time is hard; losing two is nearly unbearable - and I should know. Even though I managed it last year (with Apple and LBB), I was completely devastated thinking that I might be losing Eightball so soon after Elektra. Randy and I had known this would eventually happen; but the dogs are at least a year apart in age so this shouldn't be happening so frequently to me. By the following morning, Eightball was still having problems with her back right leg and I had to call the vet. The prognosis wasn't as bad as it could have been, I am thankful to say. Unfortunately, she's suffering from arthritis and a degenerative bone problem. She's staying at the vet's through this holiday weekend receiving cortisone treatments and vitamins.
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