I can't even give him up so that he'll live. If I give him up, since it's a major surgery that he needs, they'll just put him down. No matter what I do, I feel like he's just going to wind up dead. And no one cares.
This is really hard to read :( have you tried facebook ... messaging the message around Facebook will help with the gofundme.
I've shared the link on Facebook, a few people also shared it for me. But I'm still not anywhere near where I need to be.
My cousin's fiancé, who's a vet techsaid that her hospital can do the surgery for $2,000, which is a good discount, but at best, I could only afford half of that. I just don't have the money.
Don't worry ... hang in there. Think positive. I will do my best to spread the word around.
The $2000 Vet, can you ask if they would let you set up a payment plan?
I knew it was stupid of me to expect any help from family and friends.
I'm going to have to give him up. There's nothing else I can do.
I'm so sorry Nicole - I wish I was in a position that I could help.
I would be glad to help out, just that I have to wait until payday. I hate that you are going through this. It hurts more than anyone who doesn't have furbabies can imagine. My deepest heartfelt sympathies, hun. I am so sorry.
I know I'm not the most liked member on VR. I've been horrible to countless people over my 12+ years on this site. I do not deny that. And maybe this isn't the platform to use for getting this out there, but, I need help.
I have cats, it's no secret, I talk about them quite often here. But, my boy, Harley, he's sick. He's sick and I don't have the money to get him the medical treatment he needs. The vet wants to do exploratory surgery on him, since nothing we've been trying over the last five days has worked. This surgery could cost up to $3,000. I don't have that kind of money. So, I set up a gofundme in the hopes that people would be willing to help. I hate having to ask for money, that's not who I am. But, I want my Harley to get better, and this is the only option I have left at this point that doesn't involve me giving up ownership of him. My cats are my family, and I will do everything in my power to keep my family together. So, if you are willing and able, even if it's only giving a dollar, I would greatly appriciate it. I don't know what else to do at this point. I want my boy to be healthy again.
I wish like hell that I could help but I recently ran into financial trouble myself what with losing my job of the last eight years. I hope you get the assistance you need.
When I get paid Ill drop some cash your way anything for fuzzy children
You should not have to give up your cat. I have an idea talk to your vet there normally in towns groups/organizations that will help cover cost of stuff like this to low income folks. Try talking to your Vet and also Animal Orginzations in your town for help, Like Humain Soceities... also they might can give you name of Vet's that would do it for no cost or payment plans for low income but you should not have to give up your pet. To me they are like family members and I know you love yours like family plus I also think they need you.... Try this please. I have been getting only 66% of my pay since I have beeen on medical leave or I would help. Maybe this suggestions will help though. I would do a lot of digging in my community, there has to be some group that will help you or like I said a Vet who would work with you... let me know if my suggestions help. Praying for you both.
Also, ask at work if you can put out a jar to collect donations with the cats picture on it and whats going on and maybe ask a few stores in your area if they let you too put up donatins jars. I seen people do these for humans, why not for a pet.
I've looked into grants and such, we make too much money as a household to qualify for any of that. And I haven't been able to find a vet around here that will do this kind of surgery for no cost.
Hey, Wish I could help your and your kitty with money. I went through the same thing with mine 6 months agao, had to make the choice of putting him asleep or hefty medical bill. I didn't have the money so we were looking at putting him asleep, but at the last minute my local animal shelter was able to pay for services if we turned him over to them. Well long story short, the got treatment for him at a cheaper rate from another vet and saved his life. They gave him back to us and let us make payments to them for his vet bills and adoption fee. You may want to see if this could be something that is possible for your situation.
Harley hasn't been getting better. I had to take him back to the vet tonight. He has a high temperature, which means that there's an infection somewhere, they don't know where though. They ran blood work and he's where he should be with organ function, that's the big one to worry about. They put him back on fluids, some general antibiotics for the infection, more antinausea medication, and an appitite stimulant because he hasn't been eating or drinking. He has to go back tomorrow to see how he's doing... But, if he isn't getting better, I can't afford more vet bills. What I had to pay tonight, over $400, has completely wiped out whatever money I had on my credit card. If he doesn't get better, I can't keep him. I can't pay for more vet bills. I' ll have to give him up. I don't want to have to have it come to that, I love my Harley, he's mine, but I won't really have any other choice if I can't give him the medical treatment he needs to get well. I hope to God it doesn't come to that...
I went out with Franz tonight kind of a late St. Patrick's Day party at his friend's place. It's getting easier to talk to them, mostly because Laura and Nick are total sweethearts. We just hung out for a little bit, had some drinks (sparkinling apple cider mostly for me and Franz, though Laura did talk me into doing three shots), enjoyed the company. They are really great people, and it just gets easier and easier to ease into the conversation the more I see them. It was a really nice night.
So, I took Harley to the vet. Thankfully it doesn't seem to be anything serious. They took some X-rays, put him on fluids, and gave him some antinausea medication. We have to keep an eye on him over the next 24 hours, to make sure he's getting better. If there is no improvement after that, we'll have to take him back so they can run more tests. I'm hoping that this will put him back to normal, I don't have the money for blood work and such. I didn't really have the money for this visit, but thank goodness for credit, I guess.
(awkward dude stands up in the back of the room)
I know now what's going on.
I and every person on this site should be outraged!
Sorry someone is bullying you.
So unfair and totally childish on their part .
I wish this person would live a long life cause they can die long and hard I would be bashed if i did or said this to someone.
AbsintheandBlood, this isn't about me. It's about someone else who can't fathom why they are getting the treatment from the member base that they are getting for their stupid actions and words.
As for me, I couldn't care less what someone says about me here, because such things are rarely ever true.
An angel, you are!
This sounds so familiar same song and dance.
Its unfair for anyone to be bullied .
You're missing the point of this entry.
No I know exactly what youre saying .
I am thinking it is a desperate cry for attention. What better way to get it than to pick a fight.
The thing is, no one is bullying her. After acting like an asshole she asked why people were angry with her, and they responded. Then furthermore attacked the ones who answered the question she publicly asked. Then attempted to play the, "Poor me, I didn't do anything wrong," ganged up victim role. If she feels so hated then perhaps she'd shut her mouth, and fade into the background to be ignored like she claims she wants to be. But she's a grade A attention whore, picking on well liked people because she knows it will cause an outrage, and direct focus on her. I don't personally know FD, and I'm glad she has the good graces not to let someone's nasty comments bother her. But her behavior towards not only her, but many women on VR is unacceptable. She's acting like a jealous little child, and crying because she's now facing the repercussions from the community for her actions.
That's not bullying, in my opinion. It's well deserved.
On top of everything else I've been dealing with, something's wrong with my little Harley. He's been vomiting a lot since yesterday morning. Thankfully there I one vet clinic open on a Sunday around here, so I set an appointment for later today. I'm really worried about him, as he just isn't himself, and I think the vomiting is hurting him because he lets out this painful whine every time... God, I hope he's alright and it isn't anything too serious. Because, honestly, I can't deal with this right now.
Went out with Franz to an art show at a cider brewery tonight. It was pretty interesting. Lots of awesome art and some good cider. I only had a small amount, after Wednesday I've been pretty much put off of alcohol, but five ounces wasn't going to do any harm. I am not in the best headspace right now, what with everything going on with my family, but it was nice to get out for a little while with him. He makes me feel better, makes me smile and laugh, makes me feel safe. I'm so lucky to have him in my life. To have his attention, his affection. So lucky.
I have another morning of Faire workshop classes tomorrow. I'm just... Blah. I don't want to go but I know I have to. Things are just complete and utter shit right now. But, it's okay. I think I might treat my mom to lunch or to a movie tomorrow or Sunday. I want to make her feel better, show her that she still has me, that I love her.
I'm going to vent here because I honestly have nowhere else I can talk about any of this. My parents are getting a divorce. Apparently my father has been cheating on my mother with multiple women. Multiple. Fucking. Women. My mom found out about this and decided to call it quits. She told me last night. My father will be moving out to Nashville, as his transfer with his work was approved. He starts out there on the first of September. They have to sell the house, which I don't even know if they will actually be able to manage, as they just refinanced and have next to nothing in equity in it anymore. I honestly have no idea what they hell is going to happen. My mom is going to start looking for apartments, and my dad... I don't know. I haven't spoken to him. I don't want to speak to him. I don't want to fucking acknowledge his goddamn existence right now. For someone who put so much stock into Honor, Courage, and Commitment he sure as fuck didn't take it to heart for himself.
I want to beat the ever loving fuck out of these women. I know I have no place to say such things, after all, I was the other woman for a while there too. The difference being that I was never involved with a married man. He was engaged, and I suppose there's little difference, but I never broke up a marriage. And... what I hate the most about all of this is I suspected this was happening last year. I talked about it with Joe, trying to figure out if I should tell my mom about what I figured was going on. I probably should have. But how do you ever bring up such a subject to your mother? When it involves your father? I couldn't. I didn't want to. I don't know if she's told my brother yet. I don't want to ask her about it right now. I kinda just want to give her a hug and tell her that I love her, which I've already done. And I want to have someone beat the shit out of my father... 36 years they were married. They'd been together since my mom was fifteen and my dad was sixteen. All their lives, man. And he fucking cheated on her. How anyone could do that to my mom... She's a fucking saint. I guess it's probably good that my dad is moving across the country, because I sure as hell want nothing to do with him after all of this. I don't want to talk to him, I don't want to see him, I don't even want his last name anymore. I want to separate myself from him as much as humanly possible.
I cried about this to Franz last night. Just cried on the phone.I hate this. And yeah, I'm taking it really hard. Probably harder than someone who's 31 should be taking the split up of their parents. But, it's not so much the divorce that's affected me, it's my father's behavior towards my mother. The complete and utter disrespect he's shown her. She never deserved this. She's such an amazing woman, loving and compassionate and caring. And he just disrespected her, like she didn't even matter. That's unforgivable.
I am sorry Nicole. If ever you want to talk about this to someone, I am here. Having been a divorce attorney for 20 years and being an adult child of divorced parents, I have unique insight into your situation. My father STILL, to this day, tries to put me in the middle of any hell he puts my mom through... and trust me, he regularly puts her through hell even though they have been divorced for YEARS. I hope and pray that your parents' situation is easier than my parents' situation was and that they keep you out of it.
Bad news follows bad news...
I don't even know what to think right now. After 36 years, to throw it all away. For what? For fucking what? I hate him. I hate him so much.
Such sad news to hear. Sad, sad news.
Sleep makes everything better. Last night was horrible. But, I am so grateful that I don't get hangovers like other people. I can't imagine how I would feel right now if I did. I apologized to Franz before I went to bed, but I'll send him another message later, or maybe I'll give him a call so he can hear me. I feel so awful about everything. I think I might just do what he's been doing for the past two weeks and give up on the whole drinking thing all together. I don't drink much anyway. Just at the bar, and they have cheaper non-alcoholic things to drink. So, we shall see. I don't drink beer, just wine and cider and mixed stuff like vodka tonics and that deliciously fruity drink so full of rum at the bar. So, it won't be difficult to stop. It would be better in the long run considering my family history. So, yeah. I'll see how it goes. I used to drink to the point of drunkeness a lot when I was with Joe, and that never made me happy. Maybe giving it up entirely with Franz will be the best course of action. Or, I could just do what had been working for me before and stick to one alcoholic drink every two to three months and on special occasions with my family. Things to think about.
I feel...gross. Just really fucking gross.
I drank too much tonight. I normally have one drink at the bar, because I don't have a high tolerance for alcohol anymore. I don't really drink,l more than a glass or two of hard liquor once a week. And at the bar I know to pace myself. I can make a drink last three hours. But, I drank too much tonight. Three drinks. And, she's not easy on it when she makes them, she has a pretty heavy hand. So, I got a little drunk. And I feel fucking awful because Franz had to take care of me. We got back to his place and I was a total fucking mess. In the end he had me sleep it off for a little while in his bed. He stayed next to me the entire time. In the end I left feeling like shit until I got home and puked my guts out. I'm feeling considerably better. Or, at least we'll enough to get some sleep. But man... I feel so horrible that he had to deal with me like that. He was so kind, so caring and compassionate. I don't deserve him. He's so fucking good to me.
I am never drinking like that again. I would have been okay if the one lady hadn't bought me that second drink, I would have been like normal and cut myself off after the one. Drank lots of water. But no, I had to be a complete and utter idiot. Ugh. Never again. I don't want him to have to deal with me in that state again.
...Well, you are 31 and your body will recuperate, but, as you get older, your body will need more time and for sure, the damage to internal organs, will be a surprise. Probably you don't want to hear about it, but, still time to make some changes to your drinking. The one drink for 3 hours sound perfect. Remember, people that are feeling drunk, is because the blood sent too much alcohol intop the brain, and the cells start to die. that simple. My honest comment.
My brother called me earlier to ask if I was still able to be Lucas' full time babysitter starting next month. I am, and it's something I'm excited to do. This will be until he starts preschool later on this year. It'll be nice to be able to spend Monday through Friday with him, helping him learn, getting him to talk more, reading with him. He already loves books, so that's awesome. I've got some books I want to start reading with him already picked out. I'm looking forward to starting that. He's going to be three in May, which just astounds me. Time has gone by so quickly. So, I'm glad I'll be able to get this time with him while he's still little.
I haven't heard from the Faire vendor. So, I don't know if that means I don't actually get to work it, or if I should keep going to the classes on the off chance I might hear from the box office. I really wish they made things clear when you apply. Like, if you don't hear from us within a week, you haven't got the job. Not some vague bullshit and telling me to keep the 24th open. I have shit I could be doing on the weekends if I'm not actually going to be working it. The classes are fun, but it's a waste of time for me, you know? Time and gas, because it's a 35 mile trip each way to the Santa Fe Dam where the Faire is held. Ugh. I don't know what to do. I guess I'll give it to the weekend, if I don't hear anything from anyone, I'll just not worry about it. I really would have liked to work it, but eh, it's not that big a loss to me.
I am loving the Ren Faire workshop classes. They are super informative and interesting. I'm learning things I never knew, which is always fun. Today I had two Elizabethan dialect classes and a class on projecting. The dialect classes were definitely my favorite. I have the third and final one next Sunday, where I have to present a mondern song rewritten to fit Elizabethan speech. I am thinking about doing Reptile by The Church. I wanted to do Under the Milky Way, but I think that would be putting too much on myself as far as difficulty. I cannot see that one lending well to Elizabethan dialect.
Technically, there are only five classes I have to take for either job I applied for, but I think I'm going to take every class available to me. I mean, why not? It will only help me more when dealing with customers. I want to give them what they expect, the experience they pay $30+ to have. Plus, it's useful if I decide to work this or any other Faire again. And, it'll look better to the people I'm going to be working for. Show them I'm serious about this job and doing right by it. It does mean I get less time with Franz on my Saturdays, but it's only for three months. I think we'll both survive. I'm glad I made the decision to work it this year. And who knows, I may fall in love with it like so many other people do and just decide to do it year after year. I could make some real friends. It's a good opportunity for me to come out of my shell and meet some new people who so obviously share similar interests with me.
I really dislike people here. If someone says they aren't interested, stop pestering them. It's not an invitation for you to make alternate accounts to reach out to that person.
I am in a relationship.
I am quite happy with that relationship.
I adore the man I am with.
I do not want or need something online.
I cannot make it any more clear than that. Do not message me if you're looking to cyber, it's not going to happen. I don't want to be your friend, I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to be with you. I have very little patience for people who can't comprehend this. And, I'm done being nice about it.
Went and applied with the Ren Faire this morning. I put in an application to work the box office and ticket sales, and to do retail at one of the vendor booths. I originally wanted to work the booth that sold that masks, as I have two of them and the man who made them did such beautiful work, but the woman who was handling the applications told me that he passed away. And the new mask vendor wasn't picking up their phone. I also tried for the incense booth, since that was also a favorite of mine, but, again, the vendor wasn't answering their phone. So, instead, the woman put me in contact with the lady who sells the garlands and flowers and hair accessories. Me and the girl who was in line behind me were both put forward for the garland booth since she also wanted to work the incense booth. So, hopefully I'll be hearing from the woman about it in the coming week. I do have to attend classes though, the first being tomorrow. To learn how to speak in a way befitting a worker at the Faire. So, that will be fun. I know a lot of the language already, I grew up going to the Ren Faire, it's one of my favorite periods in history, and I read a lot. But it will be nice to get some lessons on how to speak and what language is proper for my position. The classes are every weekend until the end of March, language, costumes, how to act and all that fun stuff. So, I'll be busy for a while. I really hope I hear back from the garland vendor, I would much rather work a booth in the Faire than work the ticket office outside of it. At least being inside I could enjoy the shows and the atmosphere.
I'm going to apply to work the Renaissance Faire this year. I've been saying I'm going to work it for years and then I never go to the hiring day. But, I do attend at least once every season. So, I figured this year I'll actually go and try to work it. That way I get to enjoy the Faire for free while getting paid to be there. It's really a win-win. I'm one of those nerds who's been going to the Ren Faire every year since I was around five or six. My parents used to take me and my brother, it was always a lot of fun. And as I got older I started going with friends and then I started just taking my mom. I love it and I really wish it was a year-round thing, not just a two month season. So, here's to hoping I can get a job with it. I'd lose my weekends, but I'm not even a little bothered by that. It would be absolutely worth it to me.
I've been running through Game of Thrones to get ready for the last season coming out next month. I've forgotten just how good the early seasons are. Not to say the later seasons are bad, not in the least, but as far as sheer you don't know what's going to happen next (so long as you haven't read the books) thing the early seasons have going on. They are just so, so good. I'm on season three right now, probably one of my favorites in terms of the story. I'm going to be sad when it's all over, I love Westeros and the characters so much. Of course, I do still have the remaining books to look forward to, should G.R.R. Martin ever finish them.
Man, I totally need to leave Franz so I can go and date men like this. It absolutely is my loss that I'm with a person who respects me and doesn't go and call me a bitch and tells me to die because I reject them. Shame on me.
And, this dude has been sending me such messages for a few days now, which is why my immediate response was just "nope."
Falling asleep next to him is so easy for me. I hate having to come back home. One of these days I'm going to have to see about staying over for the entire weekend or something. I think we would both enjoy that.
I'm eager for tonight, getting to see Franz as I haven't seen him since Saturday. I haven't been feeling the best, so I opted to just rest and get better than to go over and chance getting him sick. It's raining, so I'm half hoping that it will be slow, but I'm also hoping it isn't. Last week was slow, and if it's continually like that they may just decide to stop doing the Wednesday show and he'd be out of a day of work. So, while I'd rather they close early so I can get more alone time with him, I understand that he needs the crowds. But, I've missed him. I hate how much I miss him when I don't see him. Texting and talking on the phone is always nice, but nothing beats being able to cuddle up close to him, feel his arms around me as he holds me close. I wouldn't trade that for anything.
I keep going back and forth on the idea of bringing back Smoke and Mirrors. I want to, I really want to, but, I also know me. I will put in the work, for a little while at least, then get tired of it and shut it down. That's always been my MO. Open, work at it for a few months, then shut it all down when I get bored. Of course, I haven't had my own Coven for six or seven years now, so things might have changed in that time. I'd never really know unless I went for it. I also have no prospective members, as what few friends I do have around here aren't as active as they once were, or aren't free to join me. Maybe I'll just go back to Eternal, if Images' would allow me back.
Well, that's what I was afraid of with losing my Society Master's Mark... That was a long fall down 7 levels.
Gotta start putting in the effort to max out what bonuses I haven't already maxed. Though, I will never get the profile rating bonus, I'm too "mean" when it comes to rates, so meh. The drop would have happened anyway, since I'm considering opening a Coven again. I really don't know how people can hit 200+ in levels. I've been here damn near 13 years and 170 is as far as I've ever gotten.
Time sent and Page views...it takes forever but if you do some everyday you level in no time
I have over a million page views and years worth in the time spent catagory. Meh.
The rating bonus isn’t just “profiles rated”. You can rate the database.
I've already maxed out the rating bonus. I maxed it out before the whole system change. I meant my profile rating, you get a bonus for that. But I will never have a 9.9 or whatever it is, because I rate harshly and people don't like that. Plus, having been here as long as I have, there were times when my profile sucked so those lower ratings stay with me, as a good majority of those people no longer log on. The only way to get around it would be to change my name, and I refuse to do that on this account.
So, I watched Behind the Curve on Netflix. Fucking people who honestly believe that the Earth is flat. Can we... Can we just section them off from normal, rational people, put them on their own little island or something where they can believe whatever idiotic thing without having them interacting with society? We can shove the anti-vaxxer idiots there with them, since they are just as insane. How a person can believe in such ideas, ideas clearly proven wrong by SCIENCE, boggles the mind.
I've been giving it a lot of thought lately, reopening a Coven. And if I actually do, it'll be this one coming back. I think of all of the Covens I have had over the years, this one meant the most to me. I'd likely make a new Crest, though.
I am so thankful for him. So unbelievably thankful for him... I woke up from a nightmare in tears, able to still feel their hands ripping at my skin... I text him and he calls me to get my mind off of it.
Things are getting worse, though. The feelings have never stuck with me upon waking up. It was always pretty easy to shake things off until now. And that terrifies me. Is it going to be like this now? Where I can still feel phantoms touching me, clawing me, ripping at my flesh? Because I don't want it. I really don't want it. The sleep paralysis is bad enough to have in addition to the nightmares, but now I feel them when awake. That's a whole other kind of torture.
You ever get told something's dedicated to you, without specifics or names, only to find out that the person who said such is a horrible liar and they said that to multiple people? Yeah... Fun times.
People never fail to disappoint by showing me just what kind of human garbage they really are.
Kinda want to go out.
Also kinda want to crawl into bed and sleep forever.
It's been one of those days.
I put my portfolio back up for the first time in, man, five years? It's been a long time.
I want some drastic change. Something like cutting all my hair off or bleaching it and then dying it silver or shades of blue and green or lilac. Something just completely out of left field, that isn't me at all. I'm really leaning towards dying it, as I've done short hair before and it doesn't suit me. I'm just terrified of bleaching my hair, as the damage it could cause would leave it looking so horrible. But, I've been considering dying my hair for a long time. And I want something a little less traditional. I've done black, I've gone red. I want something new. I want something new and eye catching. Maybe I'm being silly? I have no idea how I'd look with light colored hair, and I don't know if I want to deal with the upkeep it would require, as I said, I'm terrified of the kind of damage doing it would cause. Something to think about, I guess. I just want to be different for a while.
Part it down the middle and go half red and half black....Yin Yang....The principle of Yin and Yang is that all things exist as inseparable and contradictory opposites. If you're going to do something, let it express something about you to the world as sort of an unspoken message.
Just one Gothic Warlock Lord's opinion.
His parents invited me to go with them to see No, No, Nanette at the Candlelight Pavillion Theater last night. I have never been invited to attend anything fun and awesome like the theatre with a significant other's family before. It was really nice. His parents are, honestly, just so nice. They've been so welcoming and kind from the first time I met them on New Year's Eve. And I'm just so happy that they consider me serious enough with their son to invite along to the show. Despite it being a local production, I know for a fact that those tickets aren't all that cheap, it's around $60 per person, not including any drinks or desserts and whatnot. So them thinking of me at all just makes me happy.
It was one of those dinner and a show places, where you get a nice dinner first and then you watch the play. The food was delicious and the show was really good. I'd never seen No, No, Nanette before, so it was a fun experience for me. I love the theatre, musicals and plays. I don't get to go enough, it's so expensive to get tickets to the big shows that play at the Pantages, and I don't really keep up on the local theatre circuit. The last show I saw was Wicked, I think, years ago in LA with my mother. So, this was something to enjoy. The show as a whole was fantastic, the actors were all quite good. And I loved the story. It was just a lovely night out. I had fun and I got to know his parents a little better.
Sometimes things work out and sometimes they don't. That's life.
I'm just so tired of the disappointment.
I tend to like black and white pictures of myself more than full on colored pictures. Or, if not true black and white, at least those with just a certain hue. But meh... This is just me being a little silly today.
Took some pictures because I was bored. I actually like the one without my glasses on best. It makes me want to start wearing contacts again.
I'm watching my nephew for the day. I thought he was past the whole crying when he sees me thing. Apparently I was wrong. Heh. I walk through the door and the kid just bursts into to tears and ran to his dad. I had to relinquish my phone in order to even get him to come over to me.
But, now that I am here and Kevin is gone, he's cuddled up with me on the couch and we're watching his videos on YouTube. Nursery rhymes and such. He likes the animals. And I would rather him watch this stuff than the Family Guy videos my brother always puts on for him.
An old favorite.
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