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Day 2,813: Droogz

Coco is on the mend.

Not back to normal. Not back to the way she was, but it’s still early! There are still, like, ten days according to the doctors that it should take for her to recover, so how much better she is already is a huge positive sign.

She still stumbles. She still loses her balance. She still has a head tilt. But, she can pick up speed when she walks, now. She can navigate corners, and she can look at me and keep her eyes still.

Oh…I love her so much. She sleeps next to me ...

Day 2,812: Better!

Coco was better today! She can get up to speed now and trot. Her eyes aren’t flickering back and forth noticeably any more. They probably still are, but subtly enough that I can’t see it. She had a very active, very normal Coco day.

She still can’t walk straight. She still stumbles to the right. Her head still tilts to the right. She’s not recovered. That’s hard to see. BUT…

She is better.

Doc said it would take two weeks. Reading on the internet said there should be pretty dramatic imp...

Day 2,811: Vestibule 2

So, Coco improved a bit today. Not a lot, but a bit.

Last night her nystagmus, which is the technical/medical term for uncontrolled eye movement, was really intense. Very rapid from side to side, and the movements were wide and pronounced. Today, much better. Especially by the end of the day.

She’s still wobbly as fuck. Her head lean is definitely toward the right side, and every time she moves it too fast, it sends her careening. She can do okay walking in a straight line, with minor stum...

Day 2,810: Vestibular Syndrome

Coco has idiopathic canine vestibular syndrome.

It came on suddenly. This morning. When I woke up, I noticed she couldn’t keep her balance like normal. She would stumble, and when she tried to shake her body and head, she’d fall over. She biffed it on the stairs. And then she was still wobbly when we made it outside to pee.

I told Liz. Woke her up. And we spent the rest of the morning calling animal hospitals to see who could take her as an emergency patient. Found a place over in Woodland...

Day 2,809: Wall

I finally hit a wall today. Lol. I was due.

For real, I have absolutely CRUSHED my writing this past week+. Eight days, I think? Maybe nine. I’ve written almost 100 pages. I’ve never written 100 pages that fast before.

Today…I’ve written zero. I was supposed to write 5. And tomorrow? I don’t think I’m going to be able to write any then, either. I have too much to do. Sigh.

But…I’ll get back into it. Next week, I shall forge ahead. Gotta get some shit done tomorrow, and probably Sunday, ...

Day 2,808: Boom

Watched 2001: A Space Odyssey tonight. Was SUPPOSED to be in 4K, but I put in the normal HD Blu Ray by accident. Oooohhh well. Win some you lose some. The movie is still dope.

Wrote my pages today. Boom. Did my Netflix work. Boom. Podcasting was great. Boom.

Now…sleep.

I have a half writing day tomorrow. I already got the extra words done back on Monday. Boom.

Night.

Day 2,807: Seventy-Five

Today was so, ever ever so so close to being a disaster on the productivity front. I was burned out. Not burned out because I’d actually done anything more than I was capable, but because resistance was treating me like a motherfucker.

I had a rough night’s sleep. Cooper woke me up in the middle of the night because he’s been so itchy lately (put him in his cone/donut and sprayed him with some topical steroids to help with that today — he’s doing much better already!), and I had a really hard...

Day 2,806: Five in a row

I’ve done it. I’ve finally done it: strung together five straight days of hitting ten pages written, or more.

I’ve never done that before. This is the first time ever.

I am exhausted. I will say that. My eyes hurt from so much screen time. Although…it’s not really that much more screen time that I’m used to. It’s just DIFFERENT. That’s what I’m learning. I’m not really working outside of my abilities. The burnout isn’t actually real. It’s just different. It’s just more than I’m used to. An...

Day 2,805: Nine, Seventeeen

Nine years ago today, we adopted Cooper from Perfect Pet Rescue. It’s crazy it was that long ago. He still looks like a puppy. Acts like one, too. He never really changed much from when we got him to the adult he became. Granted, he was already about nine months old when we rescued him, so he was almost full grown…but still. I love that he’s stayed so much the same.

The other number on my mind tonight is seventeen. That’s how many pages I wrote today. Damn proud of myself. It was the number I...

Day 2,804: Geodesic

Happy 4th!

I wrote 8 pages this morning in my two hours. That’s…a high water mark, I think. Very happy with that. The rest of my day didn’t lend itself to getting the last two pages done that I wanted to, but that’s okay. Tomorrow is going to be a big writing day, I hope. It will be. The plan is to get the vast majority of it done right off the top in the morning, which means…

I need to get my ass to bed.

But, I also helped Liz with her audition today. I took a truly zonked out epic nap...