The last six months have been just awful, with every month being bad in some special, sophisticated way.
In November, my old cat Mouse developed a tumor. The doctors decided to remove it and examine it, but before that, a lot of tests were required. The operation went well, and Mouse pulled through. But based on the results, there is a 95% chance that she will need a second operation.
At the same time, my younger cat, Anakin, damaged a tooth while playing. The problem turned out to be a little more serious, and now he will need to have another tooth removed. I am very angry because, due to the negligence of the doctors who examined him last time, I did not find out about the problems earlier. Now he has to take antibiotics and undergo many procedures throughout the day.
I am worried about them and very afraid of losing them.
Right now, I am completely devastated, both emotionally and financially. I apologize for this stream of sadness; I rarely write about my life here, but unfortunately, this is not the best time.