Separation anxiety

Things are not going my way these days for some reason. As a result, my practice suffers. Isn't it funny how we measure the quality of our lives by the quality of the morning practice?

So first, I hit my left knee yesterday against a very sharp edge of the metal desk. Swivel chairs are not safe, I am telling you! No lotus today, and the practice felt truncated and unfinished.

Second, my cat is sick. She does it every time when we leave somewhere, and our neighbour (a very sweet lady) comes to take care of our cats. First time she did it when we went to a family vacation in Florida. She just stopped eating. When we returned, I discovered that my black and white cat had a yellow tint to her skin. Diagnosis - hepatic lipodosis. She had to have a surgery, a tube was inserted into her stomach and I had to feed her through the tube 5 times a day for a month. Good thing I was in a graduate school then and my school was only 15 minutes of walk from the house. The surgery and all the required analyses cost us $3k. Next time we left her with the neighbour, she stopped pooping. She had to have several enemas ($250 each) before the final diagnosis - mega colon. Surgery removed a part of her colon and made us another $4K poorer. For three years afterwards she was a happily eating and pooping kitti, until we decided to visit San Francisco last week. Just four days, but that was enough for her to stop pooping again. Grrrr! For two days now I am torturing her with enemas and walking around the apartment with a paper towel and sanitizing spray, because the poop is everywhere. But it is not a very productive poop, unfortunately. I shudder to think how much will this trip cost me in the end. And my heart aches for my kitty! And my practice suffers because the lack of sleep. Ok, I am stopping my whining now.

I hope your day is shaping up much better than mine!