So, just to run through a few things...
I didn't sleep yesterday because the tornado sirens went off all day and I was worried about Zippo and my sister kept calling to tell me about the tornadoes and to check on Zippo - and my eye doctor kept calling to confirm my eye surgery for tomorrow. They also wanted to change the surgery time with less than 24 hours notice - to which I told them 'no'. I arranged a ride and have it all set up. You can't just change that shit at the last second, asshats.
Then I started my wonderful time of month.
And then today Zippo had to be raced to the hospital, where they tried to save her...but could not. She passed away this evening. Zippo originally belonged to myself, my brother and his bff. As we got older, none of us had living arrangements that were suited for her and my sister graciously offered to take her - nearly ten years ago. They have been inseparable ever since. There was nothing I could do for my poor sister today, so I made phone calls. I informed the family of her passing, so my sister wouldn't have to. I had a very painful phone call to my brother, who was devastated and then wanted to know what he should say to The Nephew, who is four. I wish there was something more I could do.
Tomorrow I go to have my final eye surgery. They are implanting a permanent contact lens in my eye, so no more wearing contacts for me - (Friday will be the first morning in 26 years that I haven't had to stick my finger in my eye!). Which is good. The part where a crowd of people force you to lay very, very still on the table and stitch a lens into your eye while you struggle not to blink for like a very long period of time and then poke at your eyeball and tell you not to move a muscle while they all crowd around you...Not So Good.
Also, I can't take pain pills anymore - so I remember after they did the left eye, feeling like Jared Padalecki had punched me in the face for a few days. And then for a few days more, it was like some normal person had punched me in the face. And then I felt better.
No internet for me until at least Monday, per doctor's orders. But I remember how dry and irritated my eye was for the couple of weeks following my last eye surgery - (when they did the left eye) - so I have a self-imposed ban on too much internet time, even after the doctor lifts his. I'll be around, but not as much. If I don't comment on your clever witty posts, assume I'm reading them and think that they are clever and witty, but I just decided to use the remainder of my internet time to read porn. Because I have priorities.
I usually go to bed around 4am and I have to be on the road to the hospital by 8:30 am, so I figure - why bother to sleep. I'll sleep when I get home tomorrow afternoon. Hence, right now, I'll be around for the rest of the night and maybe making a few more posts, if I feel like it - cuz I'm depressed and yet not tired, so LJ is a good distraction.
Anyway, everyone have a good Halloween weekend! I'll see you on the other side (of the weekend - or, depending on my how my eye feels, like next Thursday-ish).
EDIT: I just got really freaked-out-sad thinking about how there will be no more Zippo kisses. She would smack her lips together to make this adorable kissey noise at you when you asked for a kiss. Also, she had the sweetest smelling, softest fur ever. You could just bury your face right in her belly and we always joked that you could bottle her smell and sell it as perfume. Yes, hi, I am sad. Sorry to be such a bummer.