2009 Could Be My LUCKY YEAR!!!

Bella and Baby


Oh...aren't they precious?! They're two of the kittens I adopted from the park because they lost their moms. We've all been very sick here at Rose Cottage. Me with a stomach virus and now a cold and all the cats with an upper respiratory infection. Maestro got it first and after spending $700 to save his life he was kind enough to pass it to everyone else in the family despite the fact all the cats have been vaccinated against it (money well spent). The joy of animal companionship. Bella and Baby started to feel better yesterday, so late last night decided to run through the house full throttle and wake everyone up. It was around 1 am I was laying on the sofa trying to get back to sleep with Sweet Pea on my tummy (a very sick kitty) and Mickey curled up next to my thigh (also a sick kitty) when "Thunder 1" came flying down the hallway followed closely by "Thunder 2." Thunder 1 jumped over Sweet Pea, landed on my eye then proceeded to use it as a trampoline to jump over the back of the sofa. All in a matter of seconds. I screamed in pain, my hand flew to my eye and the familiar feeling of warm bloom was everywhere. I gently asked Sweet Pea to "PLEASE MOVE HONEY!!!!!" and ran to the kitchen for a towel, then to the bathroom. It only took seconds to get to the bathroom, but when I turned on the light couldn't believe what a saw.

A black eye (this isn't me, this is a young boy who was hit in the eye with a baseball, but trust me, this is me. The only difference? I looked worse!). My eye was killing me and blood was just everywhere, it was coming from below my eye, but my pain was on my eyelid. After cleaning away all the blood I discovered about a 1 inch gashed under my eye from the inner corner half way down my eye socket (hence the immediate black eye), but I couldn't find anything on my eyelid.

I grabbed the Bactine. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

Then I grabbed the Isopropyl alcohol. Oucher, oucher, oucher (lower right). You try putting all those round balls on a cut! What a big freakin' mess. But it wasn't the cut and the black eye that hurt, it was my eyelid. I looked closer, didn't see anything, took a cutip with alcohol and gently placed it on my eyelid. WOWWEEEEEEEEEZER! OUCH! There it was, three puncture wounds that puffed right up for attention. I felt fortunate to still have an eyeball. If you know kitties, the puncture wounds are from landing with the front paws, the gash is from taking off with the hind legs. I got a double wammy, lived to tell about it and should be good to go in about a month.
Until then I'm icing with a bag of organic frozen Edamame that cost about $5 at Safeway, not because I like to waste money, but because it's the first thing I grabbed when I couldn't see to find the $2 bag of organic peas. What? I didn't have my glasses and I was searching with one eye. Oh, and it was dark.

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It's now almost 4 hours later and you know what I feel like? A piece of crap. It's as if someone hit me in the eye with a 5 or 7 lb. kitty. I can't tell which one is responsible for this, but I'll tell you a funny story...

You remember the DMV, right?! I never made that appointment for my photo. Oh I intended to go the next week but as you know
Nash had other plans. Yup, tripped the day lights out of me and caused major wounds to my entire frontal area, particularly my face. I refused to have a photo taken for my license looking like that! So I waited. The wound on my forhead looked as if it had healed, so I started applying Scar Gel. Two weeks later it still looked odd. Then one morning I woke up and it was very red. Hummmmmmm. Next day, redder. Next day, even redder. I got out the big gun...my ultra magnifying mirror. Wow, nasty. INFECTION!!!!! I did what Dr. My3 would never encourage anyone to do, I got out a sharp quilting straight pin, sterilized it and performed minor surgery. Then buried my wound in Isopropyl alcohol. A week later I look remarkably better and planned to go to the DMV for my photo next week. Not now!!! Looks like a good month before my black eye turns from black, to purple, to green, to yellow. My temporary license expired in Novemember which of course means I'm driving illegally. If I'm stopped how am I going to explain all of this to an officer?

I honestly believe my cats are going to be the death of me! SOS.

XO

Big P.S. It's Leah's birthday today!!! Happy Birthday Beautiful!!!! I'm coming to the Wild Onion to see what's up! I'll make the oatmeal and coffee this morning. You stay in bed and try to make a baby!!! LOVE YOU!!!

UPDATE: Almost 12 hours later. I couldn't get this to post for the life of me so had to erase and rewrite a whole lotta crap. Hope this one works. Just so you know I feel and look worse than I did at 5 am. My cheek now looks as if someone beat it with a meat tenderizer. I'm sitting here writing this because I'm too exhausted to do much of anything else, and I'm really sore from having 5 or 7 lbs drop from the sky onto my face, buffered only by my eyeball. My life is too wacky.