Life Goes On

 My tooth has to be pulled.   I can't pay for a crown and root canal.  Costs thousands.   But I have insurance that will cover its extraction.   That's life.   Not til June 1.  Meanwhile, I have a temp filling in the hole left when part of the tooth split off.

I'm grateful to have the extraction coverage.   Many people do not and those cost a lot too.

Everything does these days.  

 I put gas in the cat carrier car and it cost over $40 for 8 gallons. That will let me drive to pick up or trap and take cats to clinic for 250 miles.  It's about 30 miles one way to the Salem clinic, for reference.  That's 120 miles in one day if I just went to and from the clinic and not off into the boondocks of our county to first catch them.  

People with trucks and gas guzzling cars or who commute daily must be really having a hard time along with all the other high prices, like with food.  There was news showing people lined up for miles to get food box help down in CA somewhere.

The way it is here now.

I went to the store for food and left with almost nothing, the prices were so astounding.   Eggs are still affordable and bananas, some other things.   I'll just watch better for sales.

It's not like I"m starving.  Lucky I guess.

I got my Lebanon moving friends last stray boy, at her place, fixed yesterday.  She had never petted him before she got him trapped.   He's  a handsome fellow.  

She calls him Hero.  To me, he seems mild natured

I told her how sorry I am that things turned out the way they did with the place they bought.   They're still thinking maybe they could sue them.   I don't know if they will.   The two unfixed cats the former owners left behind are both Siamese, she said.  She's going to try to get their son to take them, then he can get them to them.   They'd probably be way better off with her, however.

She has to be out of her residence by end of tomorrow so will sleep there for the first time tomorrow night, she said.   She said it looks a lot better since the junk haulers got as much stuff as they could out of the house itself.  Not from around it or on the property or in the barn though.   It may take years to haul away all the trash and junk they left.

My knee acted up so badly yesterday, just all of a sudden, I knew it wasn't from my back.  I could barely walk and had to put my knee brace on.  Then last night it kept me awake off and on.  Oh the joys of getting old.

This morning I saw the dentist at the same office that I went to after I had the other filling fall out a couple years ago, while engaged in helping the Quartzville road abandoned cats.   I really appreciate them getting me in so fast once again, despite operating only two and a half days per week.

By early afternoon, they'd already filed a request with insurance for referral to an oral surgeon and had it approved.  By days end I had an appointment with the oral surgeon for June 1.

I don't think I've ever had something happen that fast before and its why I like this office a whole lot. 

The vet clinic informed me Sierra, the mom of those five kittens, is incredibly emaciated.   I couldn't take her back there then, so for now, until she recovers from the constant kitten production and parasites, she will remain in my bathroom.  She's all cuddled up in my cozy bathroom cat shelf, with some really soft blankees.   Something very new for her to experience.  She so deserves it.  

My old rhododendron is spectacular this spring.

Rascal the yard stray I got fixed a few months ago still comes by daily and often wants to play.

If you want to see a good movie, I love this one. Remarkably Bright Creatures.