Meows from Mudpie!
First I want to let everyone know that my cold seems to have run its course and I'm feeling much better. Thank you all so much for the well wishes!
But now Grandpa is in the hospital (again). Late Sunday/early Monday he started exhibiting signs of an infection like he has in the past, but just like so many times before the doctors can't find anything really wrong with him. They're just calling it "failure to thrive". Funny he was doing just fine as of last week! He keeps having these episodes, always around the holidays or during the winter months, and no one can figure out what's causing them.
And just like so many times before now that he's in the hospital he's delirious, talking French and thinking Mommy is his sister. There was one memorable moment though - the only thing he said today that made any sense (sort of) was pointing out an (invisible) cat at the foot of his hospital bed and saying it looked like Mudpie! So he doesn't know who anyone is but he remembers little ol' me! I have that effect on people :)
Oh, and tonight Mommy was getting ready to reheat some soup in a saucepan for dinner. I was lying on the floor in front of the sink when she knocked the saucepan off the counter and it landed upside down on my back! I was rather annoyed but she laughed and laughed (which she desperately needed) and said at least she hadn't put the soup in the pan yet!
Please send purrs and prayers that Grandpa comes home soon and things can get back to normal for Thanksgiving and Christmas. We love the holiday season so much and it seems like every year something happens to ruin it.
