Last night was a little better. He isn't moaning as much when he repositions himself. He has gotten very cuddly, which he does when he is either in trouble or upset. He pushes my hand with his head to rub his chin and tries to sit on my lap while I am next to him on his twin bed.
Compared to Darlene's (one of hers had mensicus replaced) he isn't really black and blue much. Just one spot.
The positions he gets in just make me cringe
. I probably never told you, but other than put in the position of taking care of my dogs, I am a FAINTER.
I seem to be okay when I am dealing with the dogs, but when I saw the drops of blood the other night, I almost lost it. As in unconscious.
Eating normal amounts and drinking water offered in a bowl.