Well, he's there. And I'm home. Despite all the things I need to get done in that area which I was going to do today (like get my transmission fluid changed and pick up refills for the Pill) my three-odd hours of sleep last night just didn't cut it. (I will just have to get them done tomorrow instead) I'm going to lay down and try to get some sleep. Gods I hope I can. I need it. I can call to check on him at lunchtime and should be able to go pick him up about 3:30pm today. They are so nice there and he's got his own surgical tech assigned to him and only him today. I really have a lot of trust with this vet and the staff and I really feel he is in very good care.

I hope it's just the tiredness, but my stomach is in knots. It's churning at me. I know that I had to bring him in, but it's still surgery; it's still scary, and there's still risks. He's my kitty and he's been part of my life since I was 13 years old. Things like this make you nervous, ya know?

Anyway, I'm going to try to sleep some now. Pass the time and make myself feel better. More as I know it. Wish us luck and good heath.

~ flowers bloom near Memory and Dream at 5/1/2002 09:04:44 AM ~ ~