Isn't this some shit. This morning I was welcomed by a delicious paycheck and a phone call to a collection agency allowing me to settle my debt by September. Its an appropriate time to start looking for the apartment to be and looking at all of Nigella Lawson's delicious kitchen goodness for this said apartment. My head was full of the young, naive, amazement and wonder at all things 'possible' in my near future. Cue the unexpected phone call from my vet telling me that the final results came in for Cee Cee and that she does indeed have Adrenal Gland Disease. The surgery is going to be ridiculously expensensive and she will need hormone shots every 3 months that cost $87 each for the rest of her life. This is IF she survives the surgery. Turns out that there is a definite risk in removing the over acting gland because it is wrapped around a very important blood vessel. One knick and shes gone. :( My heart is broken. My wallet is broken. All illusions of grandeur are now recognized as such and who knows when I will even have the money to even BEGIN saving for the apartment. If all works out I will have another bill every 3 months for that damn shot that yeah- she will need for. the. rest. of. her. life.
Now, I have too much love in my skinny cuban body for animals and so if it means not moving out right away, then sucks. I will just have to deal with it. I will continue to dream about my future kitchen- filled with Jamie Oliver recipes and Nigella Lawson measuring cups and spoons and bowls and plates... I feel so down and out right now. My head is killing me.