ITS BECOME GROUND HOG DAY FOR ME IN 2024. MAX HAS MEDICAL ISSUES

Dear Max.

As we lay in the bed. Me holding the ice bag on my face.. desperately trying to sleep and now not being able to watch TV anymore (it’s groundhog days) there is no day that is different anymore. 😪 now for over a year. I have just eaten some sugar free yogurt which makes the pain worse. And taken more laxatives as I desperately struggle to have any kind of bowel movement ( chronic constipation has also been going on for years) it is the same with this everyday. Holding the heating pad on my stomach trying to get some relief.

I also now have to take one of many psychiatric pills (which) I’ve been taking for years which now cause the chronic pain in my face to again become unbearable. Then I will get some more ice for the ice bag and lay down again.

Perhaps I have an interesting answer. (allergies due to weight and a dusty and not very clean environment for you or for me. (But back in April 2023 one of the many diagnosis he had was allergies but the environment was not mentioned as a possible cause)

You are wheezing on the cat tree at the window. But now after the past two weeks saga of vet’s (someone else had to take you) I cannot anymore. (as well you being as being given unsessary antibiotics again from my incompetence vet)

I desperately had to stramble the other day tonfind someone to take you to the emergency vet) a (horrific day) after your eyes suddenly started to water and I called my regular who said (that is a total emergency) I said a little eye Discharge) ? She says yes I’ve seen cats eyes pop out over that before) stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.. so there was complete panic with me. My God an emergency I have to get him there. (I found a lady to take him and of course (IT WAS NOT AN EMERGENCY)!!!

All that fear was unsessary and so scary

I’m wanting to get it cleaned up.. but feel concerned 😟 about strangers in the house 🏠 when I cannot get out of bed.

As I have just taken my anxiety pill amd what feels like complete blackness as I try to sleep makes me to terrified to let go. It feels as if I am dying everyday 😪

Since I have nothing to do but think for hours and hours I try not to remember how it was before this started… the first couple of chronic pain free years here.. when simple pleasures were abundant.. (such as waking up at 6 am to watch a news program with cups of coffee ☕️ (I cannot drink coffee anymore 😫