I am feeling a bit more optimistic about Bun this morning. When Shaun offered her baby food she ate a very small amount on her own. Shaun ended up feeding her by syringe again (which we both hate being a part of), but she's not throwing up right now; she just doesn't want to eat for whatever reason. Her mouth looks ok so it could just be no appetite. Anyway. I'm thankful that she's keeping food down.
Her posture looks more relaxed and her eyes aren't glazed and her paws aren't as cold. That last one might be because I moved her to my bedroom and while I am almost never hot - I do have a heater on in here so much that I'm wearing shorts and a t-shirt with no hoodie. She also slept last night instead of crying and I'm not sure what that is due to, but I'm grateful that we were both able to rest.
Before Shaun went to work he offered her a cat treat and she did chew it up and ingest at least part of it on her own. She is currently resting but I heard her moving around and looked at her to find her grooming her paws so I'm hoping that our little BunBun is on the mend. I hate what I have seen her go through over the last few days and have come really close to calling it quits because I can't handle the thought of her suffering. I don't want to be too overly optimistic because I don't think she is totally out of the woods yet, but I'm so very relieved that she at least seems to be feeling improved.
I'm staying home with her again today and studying math. I should be going to classes, but when I have an average of 100 in two classes and am struggling in two others I think it's perfectly acceptable to skip the easy stuff and put that time and energy into the more difficult stuff - so that is what I'm doing. I really appreciate this kind of freedom in college. Wish me luck in math and Java. ❤
