Luna is a very sick kitty. When we took her to the new vet, her liver, kidneys, and pancreas were all malfunctioning. She was jaundiced, her temperature was too low and she was dehydrated. Her glucose was in the thousands. For those not a googlexpert on cat diabetes (which I have become in the last week), in layman's terms this means "almost fucking dead", thanks a lot you fucking incompetent first vet who sent her home with a diagnosis of "I DUNNO!".

She's been hospitalized since Monday night. She got worse, then better, then worse, and today she was better. She's been urinating again, and her blood sugar level is down to the normal range. The doctors haven't had to give her any more insulin, which has boggled them, so I don't know what that means, either. I saw her on Wednesday and she still looked very ill, so I just don't know. It's a one-day-at-a-time process right now. She almost died. We're not sure she's going to make it, but we're doing all we can for her and at the very least she'll be more comfortable. Right now we're waiting to see if her pancreas will take a fucking seat and chill out for a while, and also if her kidneys improve. Wait, wait, wait. She's still very very sick.

If it wasn't clear, the first vet we took her to was a hack, he almost murdered my cat (and will have if she dies), because she should have been on IVs fluids Friday when we took her in. I just trusted him, and ignored my instincts. While I know this is not my fault directly, I still can't help but think that I should have pushed and kept pushing, instead of taking his advice to watch her and feed her wet food. It made her worse and I could have prevented it. Sigh.

Thank everyone for their thoughts and wishes. I appreciate it and will keep everyone updated. :)

Otherwise, school has started. Shakespeare seems like it will be very neat and it will be interesting to get a grasp on those classics. However, Spanish is going to kick my ass. The professor doesn't speak in English at all, which for me is like...what? I haven't had any Spanish since 2006, so immersion is like being rammed in the face with a dodgeball made out of conjugations I do not remember (CURSE YOU IRREGULAR VERBS!). I cannot identify the direct object in English, this is going to be a comedy of errors. ¡He perdido mi español! Me lleno de tristeza. <---- totally had to look all those words up. What the hell is that -za doing, anyway. WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE.

Ha ha, I tried to suggest that I switch back to Elementary II. I passed it with a B, but I still think that I would be better doing that than struggling along in a class too advanced for me. However, both the professor and the department that she spoke to said I should stick it out, so time for some Spanish flashcards, some Spanish podcasts, breaking out chapters one - ten in the book to refresh, and begging my any and all subscribers for advice on other things I could do for immersion besides listen to all my Alejandro Sanz albums on loop. :) I draw the line at writing Jon Secada RPF in Spanish, though.

SORRY JON SECADA FANS!