I told ya'll I'd show you a present I made for Rayne, so here it is. I've got another one waiting to be uploaded.
I also said I'd tell you how famous I am. Let's just say that everyone I know has told everyone they know about me and my "hard times", so everyday I hear about people who are praying for me, thinking of me, offering help (which I don't need much of, unless you want to clean rat cages). My sister says her teachers take her aside during class to ask about me. My mom is bombarded with more of the same at work. Staci (who runs Capital City Rat Rescue) says she tells all her friends and family about her "brave friend Becca" which I think is so totally sweet.
I feel like I don't deserve all of this attention. I mean, I'm ill, I'm cranky, I hardly ever smell or look good. I should think people would be running away from me making the sign of the cross. Plus, none of this is new to me. I mean, suffering through various maladies and beinging in and out of the hospital is sort of the norm for me. Granted, this is a really bad time, but it's nothing I haven't already been through before.
Today has been more of the same. I slept a lot, I was in pain, etc. etc. I sat outside for a bit, which was nice. Lil' Staci sat out there with me. She has now decided that the wild life is for her, but I insisted she is domestic through and through and put her back in her cage.
2 comments:
Annabel is beautiful. She's lucky to have you. I'm not sure really what to say, but I hope things (medically) go your way soon. I don't want you to be in anymore pain.
Thanks, Gayle!
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