dead birds and cats that have nothing to do with each other...

So, I have not yet blogged about the big news here. On Monday evening, Momo was murdered by the Jack Russell dogs down the street.  Samuel had him on his shoulder and went into the yard with the dogs.  We had told him no to and he did not believe us.  It is horrible.  Samuel now blames himself for the death of his "best friend" and saw it all go down.  We are all grieving.  That little, green pecker had grown on us.  I miss his noises and his sweet kisses. 
So rest in peace, little, feathered prince.  We love you. 
Onto other animal news: Norman, the indoor fat cat killed a mouse.  Yes.  We had a mouse in the house and now all we have is a pile of cat barf with bones in it.... lovely.  Oh, and the refrigerator (technically not an animal) is making a noise like I imagine the Titanic made as her engines fought the oncoming deluge.  It is a sort of hopeless, strangled noise: uherrrrhuffhuff, uherrhuffhuffhuff wheeze....

So onto deeper issues.  I am going to the Mayo, Florida on May 15. I hope I make it until then.  I am really sick and just trying to survive.  I have a Malar type rash on my face and I hurt and have fever constantly.  It is hard to just keep moving.  I worked all day today and can hardly move at all.   My stomach is a wreck from all the pain killers at the hospital this weekend.  My goodness but the hospitalist  was an a-hole.  I thought I was having a heart attack... definitely.  He did an ekg and I did a stress test.  He also took a lot of blood, every two hours in a fresh spot, all night.  He did not find a heart problem so he let me go with xanax.  He would not let them give me enough pain med.  He purposefully let me suffer.  I took a moment to read the blood work tests today and ALOT of things were out of the normal range but he chose to not even talk about them.

This is why I am going all the way to Mayo.  Our hospital system is broken.  If you are not physically broken, where they can see it, you are a "bother."

My immunologist has tried and failed and says,"Mayo."  I asked him about the rheumatologists here in Austin and he was silent....
I hope and pray I can make it to the date in Florida and that I can avoid the hospital until then.