Cloud

There is a promising amount of dark cloudage and cool wind this afternoon, pushing out the hot fug of earlier. Moby is hiding under the bed, his happy place when horrible things happen. Like when his people start cooking, or the smoke alarm goes off (or both) or when there is thunder, or some other cat-perceptible-only reason. We check on him, and leave him to feel safe. Just as we did when he first came to live with us. Took him a full week to decide we were ok, only coming out when we were gone, to eat and use the litter box. Or at night to chase around, we could hear his tags jingle. We endeavored to earn his trust, then and over the years.

Weird day at work. One patient had a marked reaction to one of the anesthetic drugs, that if mild after the surgery had started, wouldn't have mattered. But such a complete histamine response after a few drops meant the anesthesiologist said "No." Patient was very disappointed to be sent home without the surgery, but such severe allergies are not to be messed with. Another patient never showed up. Another injury turned out to be much more extensive than any of the exams suggested, and took hours longer. One of THOSE days. But, everyone gets out alive, so that's alright then.

Just during the writing of this, the sky has cleared, showing a lot of blue, and not a drop to show for it. Feh.