The Little has endured some intense back pain this week. Tomorrow she flies to the city for acupuncture which will hopefully offer some respite. Auntie Chera will be her guide (Thank you, Chera). She'll see Dr. Helen as well and maybe we can sort out what the trouble is. Helen's guessing severe arthritis as a result of her fenestration surgery in 2006. On some level it seems unfathomable - she's only 3.
(Puppy mills and f'd up breeding aside) we found each other and can wake up in the night together when you've been woken up by pain. There are few things i'm more grateful for than the ability to give you love and words and a piece of roast beef to distract you then.
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oh my fucking gawd look at my most precious mags in an afgan. even at her worst she looks so fucking devine...regal, even. as much as it hurts, to care for something and put it above and beyond anything else takes one hell of a soul. oh, bunny. i am SOOOOO fingers crossed that maggie can sort this bullshit out and get back to: attack.fuck.eat.sleep.cuddle. what we all need, really.
That's M yawning with how boring my Constellations Max patch is. We can't all hack the mainframe like you.
poor magwich!
hope the acupuncture helps,
xoxosy
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