Sunday morning

I woke up with a pretty bad headache today but I still took care of Ron and the cats, got my shower, took my pills.  Ron is having a bad day for pain. 

"Excuse me, Ron?  Could you tone down the screams of pain for a bit?" 

Nope it doesn't work that way.  I gave him some more kratom so hopefully that will help.  Super red has always been good for him if that doesn't work I will try the "bent". 

We must have a cold front coming.  I just checked, we have rain tomorrow.  Sometimes he is badly affected. 

I did some research on my meds + alcohol, not advised so if I have any it will be one sip a day, if that.   Hemp was fine, of course. 

I did find out the Divaloproex and aspirin, of all things, are a bad combination.  So I guess that cuts out the aspirins and headache pills.  I ended up taking Ibuprofen when the headache came back, along with a hemp "menthol".  Between them it isn't bad. 

Good to know that.  Wish I had read that before I bought giant bottles of both headache pills and aspirins. 

The woman at work who thinks she loves cats, by the way, is still talking about them and seems excited that one is pregnant again.  The babies either die off or are killed by her dogs.  I have told her, it has gotten to the point of shouting at her, to call animal control and have them all put down if she won't get them fixed.  She just thought I was a bitch, and figures she is "taking care of them" because she feeds them, right next to her backyard with the two aggressive dogs.  I don't have her address or I would call and have it done myself. 

She actually said it would "hurt" them to get them fixed and I asked if it was better than them dying a slow death of illness or eaten by her dogs.  She stomped off.  The next time she talked to me she said they "weren't really her cats" and belonged to a lady who only spoke Spanish.  Bullshit.  I said get them picked up anyway because THEY ARE SUFFERING.  She stomped off again. 

She wants me to lavish approval on her and equates her dying ferals with my cats, that both animals are "loved" the same and "cared for".  I won't do it.  She is abusing them and if I had her address I would call and have them all picked up.  Better for them to enter a TNR program or be put down (likely as she describes very ill cats). 

Anyway, she was always talking about Ibuprofen which reminded me.  She was one of those women who only wore the "cute" shoes when she was young and her feet are destroyed now, she can hardly walk 10 feet.  She is obese and continues to wear shoes with no support, clothing 3 sizes too small, low cut tops, etc.  Her clothes are so tight she cannot bend over and pick a quarter off the floor. 

I used to like her, until she started talking about the cats. 

So I guess it is Ibuprofen for me now.  I think I read it was pretty effective for headaches if taken with caffeine.  I know Tylenol is moderately bad with lithium.  So is Ibuprofen.  But I need something. 

Aspirin seemed to be "worse" though, from what I gleaned. 

Just now, Ron called for me, then began babbling nonsense about a bag and his bed... I told him I couldn't understand him and he had to "use words" to tell me what he meant, we were both very frustrated and I walked off. 

Times like that I think I will have to place him pretty soon.  As far as I know he wasn't even drinking that much, either.  I can't have him shouting nonsense at me day and night... it's exhausting.  I have enough on my plate.  And he just threw his radio off the bed.  I am not picking it up he will just do it again.  What I will do when I go back is unplug it and leave it on the floor. 

He had been pretty good lately but it's like I have to have a reminder he is not right.