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May. 11th, 2006 10:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alonewiththemoonI think I mostly forgot to mention it here, but I'm dancing, along with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nepenthe and several other lovely ladies, at the Athenian Corner in Lowell tonight. We'll be doing three sets, about 20 minutes each, starting around 8pm-ish with breaks in between each set, with a grand finale of mass insanity as we attempt to perform a 12-person choreography on the stage and in the aisles without killing anybody. Good thing it's veil and not cane. I'm in the middle set, doing drum solo and finale (we take your basic American Cabaret routine and tag team it, jumping in and out for each part, with the backing of a live band. It's a lot of fun!). Food is good Greek cuisine, but a little challenging for those who do not eat meat.
I'm seeing the chiropractor again today, for more adjustment and discussion of what she found at my previous visit. I hope this doesn't affect my dancing too much tonight; on Tuesday after my first session, we did a bunch of turning steps in class and I could feel that my spine's new positioning was throwing me off, since I am used to a crooked center line. I think I also had an emotional reaction as I crashed rather hard later that evening, although that's sort of been the story of this week in general. Being prepared for that stuff is probably half the battle, though. I danced last night and it was fine, and in my yoga cooldown I could feel muscles working differently, more freely. And when I lay flat on my back, I could feel that my lower back was nowhere near as arched as it usually is, and quite comfy as well. This is pretty exciting, though I'm a little afraid it will just all revert back when I'm done. Hopefully not.
I've been generally worried about Ronan's health for about a month now, due to low energy levels, weight loss and more details about poop than you want to know. But I'm happy to say that he's put the right amount of weight back on, his energy levels are back up and pooping activity is more normal, though still not great. He clearly does have some digestion issues, so I'll drop a line to the vet and see what she thinks we should do next. I'd been giving him unsweetened pumpkin puree to help in the stool department (adds roughage in a form that ferrets can handle), and it did make a notable difference but it won't cure him. Probably prednisone will be the course of action. Seti's doing great; I had noticed him seemingly unable to jump up on the armchair in the living room and felt sad that he's finally starting to get a little old at 4, but then he was up on the chair last night, so maybe he just wasn't feeling well that day. Weasels--they make one worry, no doubt about it. Realistically, though, he's lived half his live already and I probably should expect to see signs of slowing down.
Hoo boy, now I'm all sad again. I shouldn't worry so much about the future, last night the two of them were rampaging and tussling all over the house, quite lively and happy. I should be like a ferret and seize the day. Then hide the day under the bed.
nepenthe and several other lovely ladies, at the Athenian Corner in Lowell tonight. We'll be doing three sets, about 20 minutes each, starting around 8pm-ish with breaks in between each set, with a grand finale of mass insanity as we attempt to perform a 12-person choreography on the stage and in the aisles without killing anybody. Good thing it's veil and not cane. I'm in the middle set, doing drum solo and finale (we take your basic American Cabaret routine and tag team it, jumping in and out for each part, with the backing of a live band. It's a lot of fun!). Food is good Greek cuisine, but a little challenging for those who do not eat meat.I'm seeing the chiropractor again today, for more adjustment and discussion of what she found at my previous visit. I hope this doesn't affect my dancing too much tonight; on Tuesday after my first session, we did a bunch of turning steps in class and I could feel that my spine's new positioning was throwing me off, since I am used to a crooked center line. I think I also had an emotional reaction as I crashed rather hard later that evening, although that's sort of been the story of this week in general. Being prepared for that stuff is probably half the battle, though. I danced last night and it was fine, and in my yoga cooldown I could feel muscles working differently, more freely. And when I lay flat on my back, I could feel that my lower back was nowhere near as arched as it usually is, and quite comfy as well. This is pretty exciting, though I'm a little afraid it will just all revert back when I'm done. Hopefully not.
I've been generally worried about Ronan's health for about a month now, due to low energy levels, weight loss and more details about poop than you want to know. But I'm happy to say that he's put the right amount of weight back on, his energy levels are back up and pooping activity is more normal, though still not great. He clearly does have some digestion issues, so I'll drop a line to the vet and see what she thinks we should do next. I'd been giving him unsweetened pumpkin puree to help in the stool department (adds roughage in a form that ferrets can handle), and it did make a notable difference but it won't cure him. Probably prednisone will be the course of action. Seti's doing great; I had noticed him seemingly unable to jump up on the armchair in the living room and felt sad that he's finally starting to get a little old at 4, but then he was up on the chair last night, so maybe he just wasn't feeling well that day. Weasels--they make one worry, no doubt about it. Realistically, though, he's lived half his live already and I probably should expect to see signs of slowing down.
Hoo boy, now I'm all sad again. I shouldn't worry so much about the future, last night the two of them were rampaging and tussling all over the house, quite lively and happy. I should be like a ferret and seize the day. Then hide the day under the bed.
