Catching the rays for a few minutes. They don't seem to notice Finn is gone. Having said that, Sassy stares at me non stop now, so perhaps she has noticed?
Penny took these. We're pretty cute.
Sob.
Finn is home.
I did finally order a pet urn. The one I wanted (something similar to Lacie and Izzy's) was out of stock. Izzy is in the urn in the photo, Finn is in a cardboard scatter tube. It was a long rabbit hole shopping venture. I finally picked one I didn't hate and was inexpensive so I can upgrade another day. Pure craziness.
I was awake a lot last night. Bathroom trips, nightmares and a doozy of a night sweat.
The night sweat was awful, like menopause awful. So random. The bathroom trips are normal for me. The nightmares were bonkers and all over the place. Finn howling and I can't find him. The pet scan glows like an Xmas tree and there is cancer everywhere. We can't find the car on the holiday. Highway closed, stuck in the car for hours with no bathroom. Such a fun night. Not. I don't typically have bad dreams so it feels unsettling today. A big sense of impending doom. Likely a normal response to cancer staging in general.
Yesterday I went to Nanaimo on my own for an appointment with a dental surgeon about a tooth removal. I briefly contemplated a walk, a park, a mall, a lunch out, visit with Lili or even a movie. Then the second I left the building I got in Onyx and high tailed it straight home. I had packed a lunch but ate it at home. Then had a wee nap before we picked up the boys.
I'm staying in jammies today. Forcing myself to sit at my desk and complete some paperwork tasks.
