On Wednesday, Finian decided to try some of Jon’s Paxil. Thankfully, it tasted bad so he spit it out and gave it to his brother to bat around. Both kitties got lots of water and food that day to try to flush the Paxil out of their system. Our vet tech was trying not to laugh when I called her to ask what I should do. Her response: “Well… he’ll be pretty mellow today…” He is normally my mellow fellow, so there really wasn’t a difference.
Jon got a call on Wednesday morning reporting that a parishoner was in the hospital with pneumonia. He went to go sit with the family and pray for the guy. The guy died on Wednesday night, so his visitation hours are today and the funeral is tomorrow. Guess who is helping to set up for lunch?
I got a TB test today. It’s required to substitute teach in the state of Ohio, so I went down to the County Department of Health and bared my arm. Considering how much I hate shots and needles, I did pretty well. The person injecting me was also a pro and it really didn’t hurt other than the needle going in. I have to go back on Monday and have it read.
ick! TB!! good job getting through that!