All these open shelves of pump supplies and medications I’m on make me feel like it’s my own private pharmacy. Sometimes I hate how much space it takes up, but other times I can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it.
My brother found this tiny little guy just a couple weeks ago and had named his Astro. When he took him to the vet, they told him that he was only 2-3 weeks old, weighed less than half a pound, and had a respiratory and eye infection. While treating him for that, my brother noticed he started doing this weird head bobbing and took him back. Astro kept having low blood sugar and they said he had failure to thrive, but my brother wanted to fight for him so he spent a few days in an incubator. He’s improved a lot since then, and when I went back home to celebrate Mother’s Day, my brother brought Astro down with him. He’s so sweet, playful, curious and cuddly! It’s amazing how much Astro has improved. Not quite entirely out of the woods yet, but my brother says that Astro has had more energy and eating more lately as time goes by.