Quarantine

Things have been a little quiet here - on the blog that is - our house has been filled with the sounds of coughing, sneezing and nose-blowing. The first cold of the season managed to hit both of us, I got sick right before Labor Day weekend (right before vacation of course) and Jeremy started to feel under the weather the following Wednesday. We're both on the mend now, but it has been a rough week or two. Especially given how Jeremy caught by cold.

Two weeks ago, we were at a conference in Southern California. While I was getting ready one morning, in the dark, trying not to wake up my sleeping husband, I may have accidentally used Jeremy's toothbrush. Actually, we got new toothbrushes, and I got confused about which one was mine and may have accidentally used Jeremy's toothbrush for two days. Jeremy pointed out my mistake (he was horrified) and then the next day I woke up with a scratchy throat.

You might be surprised how many times one person can work the phrase "YOU USED MY TOOTHBRUSH" into a conversation ...

[Jeremy just came in to the room and said "are you blogging? did you tell them HOW YOU USED MY TOOTHBRUSH???]

Anyway, after a week and a half of soup, popcicles and kleenex I think we're both starting to feel a little better.

Unfortunately, Lucy has also been sick. She kept jumping up on the bed next to us and peeing - which, as you can imagine was less than ideal (thank goodness for the sanitize cycle on the washer). We thought she just having some sort of adjustment-to-the-new-house issue, but then she starting hiding under the bed and refusing to come out for anything. After two visits to the vet, blood work, and several more "incidents" we finally found out that she has a kitty urinary tract infection (probably). The vet gave her a big shot of antibiotics on Wednesday, and said that in a week she should be back to her old self.

While she recovers, we're keeping Lucy in "kitty jail" which is really just the spare bedroom made up with a litter box, kitty bed, and food and water. We go in there periodically to hang out with her and sometimes one of us sleeps in there on the aerobed to keep her company. It has been a few days since her dose of antibiotics and she's already starting to show some improvement, so we're optimistic that the shot will do the trick. Instead of just cowering in the closet, she is starting to show some opposition to being cooped up in kitty jail. She's also eating more and has used the litter box. It has been a really trying experience (there is nothing quite like getting peed on in the middle of the night while you are hopped up on Nyquil), and Jeremy and I both feel bad for not figuring out what was wrong sooner. Mostly we just really hope that our kitty is back to normal soon.