Sometimes I almost feel guilty even posting updates over here, because I've been too out of it to be good about commenting or even reading sometimes as many posts as I used to. Just been one of those years. We'll be alright, but... yeash.

Cleo has her first diabetic... episode? Whatever it's called, it was very frightening. We were kinda prepared for diabetic coma thing, but I never expected this... she wasn't herself acting like she couldn't see anything and walking in circles... it was scary, she didn't seem to be able to see or hear and was really disoriented... Her head kept swinging back and forth like a snake, looking at nothing... she didn't seem to recognize us, and was obviously scared... our regular vet was overflowing and understaffed this weekend so we were rerouted to the emergency vet. Her blood sugar was really low, and she stabilized overnight and now appears to be more or less herself, though finally looking her age...

My poor baby, Karen and I were both in tears we were so worried... We thought she was blind... like for good, blind... her nose has never been the best and her hearing's been a bit off for a long while, so losing her sight no wonder she was scared... but she's not, she squinted at the light and was starting to follow movement and recognize things again before we left... Apparently, she didn't get enough food in her before the insulin this morning. I was half asleep, and feel unbelievably guilty... from here on in, if she doesn't eat a lot more before her shot, she gets half the dose or none at all. Blood sugars being off do crazy things, and it breaks my heart that I can't explain it to her...

Right before we saw her acting strangely, we were preparing to visit a certified used car lot to just take a look and get a feel for things. So thankfully we were ready to go out right there and then. We started to take her out to the bus, but... it was 106 degrees out. All 3 of us were hit hard by it as soon as we stepped outside, so we ended up calling a cab to get her to the clinic. The driver was very sympathetic, and said he has a dog who's deaf and practically blind but is still trucking and doing well. I'm still grateful that Cleo isn't... she was so scared and far away...

Our vet bills are so crazy now, I have no idea when we'll ever be able to move or afford a car and it's a very "trapped" feeling. I'm very grateful that the snakes are so healthy and low maintenance, because between feline diabetes, rabbit bladder stones and so forth... we're cooked. But the critters are way more important to us, so we're trying to just be grateful for what we have. I know Cleo is an old lady, but anytime I try to really deal with that I start to cry (like now), so I'm trying not to think about it... we've been through a lot together the last 18 years, so... yeah.

In less traumatic "other pet" news, some people in a rabbit community on LJ were talking about how hard it is to wrap a bunny in a towel burrito and how hard it is to explain a while back. So, though I look and feel like crap in it, Karen and I made a vid to help people out in learning how to restrain a rabbit for medication. I thought I'd share it with you guys too. Distractions are good.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uk71R_byqpw

I hope you guys are all well! I'm mostly trying to get work done and resist the urge to escape back into the World of Warcraft (or Warcrack, as it is also known).