So damn… woke up at 6 am (actually a welcome change from the usual 4 am) listening to THE RAIN. And then had a look at the forecast. I mean, I already know that on rainy days I am basically stuck inside, especially since the Polka Dot Poncho let me down. Hobbling on crutches means no umbrella is possible and so these days I am more or less resigned to being, well, resigned. BUT today Luna had her appointment to get a cyst removed. which we’d made in November. Dammit.

At 7 am I texted vet Sonia and asked her if I could reschedule because the thought of Peter and I trying to get there and back again in the ALL-DAY RAIN without umbrellas (Peter carrying cat, me on crutches) and trying to find a taxi (we’d already gone through that hell recently) was just… no. And hey, no problem, Luna is rescheduled for next Wednesday morning. But it was another reminder about how my world is shrinking because I can’t fucking walk. So far the forecast for next Wednesday is sunny.