As you know, the wife has more meds than a pharmacy.
About a month ago, she was urged by one of her doctors to get the vax get the vax, so she did, after a sudden end to any conversation that involved me.
The wife just returned from Phase 1 of her next round of rituximab; a biological drug that is used to combat her r/a. She always has to have a Kung Flu test before entering the realm of the sterilized doctors in Ft Worth.
One of her docs ran a test to see if her vax actually “took”: it didn’t, apparently. I am unclear as to how this test works, and what it tests for.
I have been unable to impress upon her that the vaxxes are NOT FDA approved, and there is no fucking way that the vax was tested with her list of medications.
What’s the point?
The point is that what if the rituximab negates the vaccine? huh? I mean, who knows for certain?
Now she’s wandering around worried that she needs another vax.
I have expressed my misgivings about the possible negative reactions, and she says I’m too “right wing”, and dismisses my opinion for said reason.
I am crushed…me? a right winger? a john Bircher? a rightie? a tory?
I must tread carefully henceforth.
In the Kittycat News for today, consider this: these are babies. They cannot even walk well. Every single thing they encounter in their tiny adventures, is brand new for them; every leaf that blows across the patio, will distract them for hours. They are likely very close to being weaned, but still are babies…a mere twig, will fascinate them for days.
If they did get out and escape, they would likely be killed by owls, possums, skunks, coons, other feral toms, fire ants, scorpions, foxes, hawks, and shit I haven’t even thought of.
The other cat (their mama’s sister) had a litter too recently, and we have not seen a single one of hers that survived, but we do know there were four; now disappeared.
Personally, I don’t care either way as long as I don’t get saddled with being responsible for their well being…hell, I have enough to do!