My life consists of being woken up by Yoda so he can pee. Sometimes he doesn't make it and then i have to clean up pee and that never makes me happy. But then i get some kisses from him the happiness is restored a bit and i can move on with my day. A lot of my time is spent making sure he isn't getting into trouble with Ethan.
Yoda got sick the other day and it worried me. Mostly since he's so young and i love him so much. He was throwing up a whole lot and once it looked like there was blood in it, but i think he's okay now.
I am seeing my therapist once a week now. I run out of things to talk about because i don't like talking to her about how miserable i've been lately. Lynette says i should talk to her about it, but i don't know yet. I've had a really bad down after the last time i was manic. Most the time i just force a smile and it really helps. Sometimes if you just force yourself to smile it really works and soon the fake smiles become real. Afterwards, once i'm alone i go back to my regular old depressed self. Some days sure are worse than others. Lately they've been worse. Yoda helps, but I'm still not necessarily ok.
I finally got my scooter here. It gives me a big sense of independence. Today i went grocery shopping on it. I wish i was able to drive, but until then the scooter will do.
Yoda went for his first walk yesterday. He got tuckered out really fast and ended up falling asleep on the side of the road then he (and lynette) took a 3 hour nap.
Yoda weighs 3.5 pounds soaking wet. He got a bath this evening and let me tell ya, he is REALLY ugly when he's wet. That hair cutens him up a whole lot. The shape of his head is ridiculous. I couldn't believe how ugly he was. I still love him though, even though he looks like a demon rat when he's wet. There's also a possibility that he's going to be really ugly when he becomes an adult. I sure hope not, but from the pictures i've seen of his breed...
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