Eeyore's Lost Tail and Doggy Zen

Oh dear, crazy lady has had a difficult 2 weeks.  She is not feeling especially perky, positive or plentiful.  She's a bit pernicious this morning, and she needs a break from the "real world."  Her amazing sister Cece (aka "crazy bitch") bought her some time from the posting world this week, but I think CL needs another 48 hours of rest.  Her silly seizures are "whoopin her arse" and she's pretty unstable-- no matter how careful she is, she keeps falling!  The powers-that-be gave her a useless manual wheelchair with short arms and impossible control (ever try to push a wheelchair with no upper body strength and grip?  not pretty...).  The wonderful folks at Kaiser home health and her new (amazing) rehab doctor are pretty appalled, and they have rallied to find her a better wheelchair so she can regain some independence. But, these things take time, and she is stuck at home.  Meanwhile,  it looks like CL may need some more time in the hospital, to get her seizures under control. They've quadrupled in size and intensity since the surgery, and the medication is only partially working.  So, I've decided to give CL a break and let her stay in a self pitying, cynical, angry funk for the weekend.  Believe me, though-- as of this Sunday, I am forcing her arse into a happy frame-of-mind, so she can finish posting her Vallejo Rehab diaries.  The physical and occupational therapy folks worked miracles; and we all need a bit of sunshine after hearing about the poor medical care she received in the hospital.

So, to acknowledge her funk, I give you a moment of Eeyore:

And, to give us all a moment of inner peace and sanctuary, here's Doggy Zen: