Cold or flu....I just can't decide!!!!

I am so freaking tired! My eyes are grainy and my head is heavy....it hurts to swallow and I feel as though I could sleep for 12 hours. I think I have a virus. Dagnabbit. I just get over the stomach thing, only to be blessed with this. I tried so hard to feel good today....I cleaned, I did full hair and makeup....but, alas, it was all for naught. I look and feel like something the cat drug in....or in my case the dog.

The graphic represents my poor Percy as well. He didn't eat his food all day, and when I was vacuuming, I found the remnants of what he did eat....ewwwww. Just what I wanted to clean up. He isn't usually like this. Earlier when I was sitting here at the desk, he actually went underneath and fell asleep. He is stuffing himself into corners and closets which is usually something he only does if a. there are fireworks or thunderstorms or b. he is going to have a seizure. However, there are no fireworks or thunderstorms happening and he isn't jumpy or showing signs of an oncoming seizure. Hmmmm, I hope he will be okay. He did eventually eat today, and drank some water. Right now he is laying here by me, resting. Poor guy. I was thinking today what would happen if he died. I know the kids would be sad, and so would John. I though, I'd be fine....but then I started thinking more about it. He is with me 100% of the day. I take for granted my little conversations with him....our trips to the vet....scooting him across the floor so that I can mop. I swear, he waits for me to finish and then purposefully walks across the wet floor. Sometimes he will even sneak into my bedroom and hide....knowing he wasn't supposed to walk on the wet floor! LOL. The other thing I think about is his relationship with my dad. He was always close to him....but when my dad became ill, Percy seemed to protect him. He would sit next to my dad when he would come to visit, and he would walk behind him when he started having to use a cane, then the walker. Dad used to scratch Percy with his cane and just laugh and laugh. I don't know who enjoyed it more! They really are quite a pair.

Speaking of dad, we finally got hospice in and things are starting to settle into a routine. We were blessed with a hospice nurse who already knew my dad's situation, as she is my uncle's next door neighbor. Hopefully now, mom can relax a bit and just become wife instead of total caregiver. She will still do what needs to be done of course, but with this new help, she will be able to leave some of the work to others, so that she and dad can be together with whatever time he has left. I tell you, you have to be a special person to work with hospice....their kindness and compassion is wonderful.

Well, it's coming up on 7:30 and I don't think I'm going to even try to stay awake past 8....lol. I'm such a wimp! Night all....