How is your week going?

Better and better. I have finalised things so that I can move from my beautiful apartment (in a bad area) to a much quieter house further out of the city. I’ve mostly just been working and staying in hermit mode until I move. This area has caused me a great deal of stress due to lots of shitty people being around the building day and night. I don’t go anywhere currently by foot because I’m so concerned with my safety and just the other day somebody decided to buzz in 2 masked individuals that then ran inside and stole everyone’s deliveries from the lobby. It’s bad enough navigating some of the obstacles around the area without dumbasses letting anyone in the building because they are too lazy to check who they actually are. It was always pretty bad around here but there is a certain group of individuals that hang out around the outside that I am particularly worried about. In August I confronted one of them because he was traumatising a homeless lady that was just trying to sleep in a doorway, he was high so I just walked away after he left her alone but his friend saw which building I entered and they waited outside until midday (about 5 hours later) then they tried to follow me but I stopped and let them know that I knew and they backed off. After months of constantly seeing them around I have moved on from it but I am still cautious around the outside of the building. People like that are opportunists and predatory in their nature so it’s best not to get caught off guard, unfortunately it’s stressful, so I’m moving. /rant

I hate to be a bummer, so if that's not something you want to read about, skip over this one.

My week has been rough.

My sweet budgie is starting to show her age. On Sunday, I ended up taking her to the emergency avian vet almost 2 hours away because she was straining to poop and not eating very much. After a rough 5 hour wait, the vet told me that she had high levels of bacteria in her crop and blood in her stool. Luckily, the bacteria can be handled with antibiotics and the blood in her stool is likely from ulcerations caused by straining, which can heal given time and two other meds. The downside is that, until the 19th, she has to be fed her drugs 5 separate times a day. This involves grabbing her with a towel, and using a syringe to spray the drugs in her mouth as she tries to bite it. Obviously, this greatly stresses her and she really hates it. After the 19th, this luckily will get reduced to 2x a day until we see the vet again.

I just hope I'm doing the right thing. She's such a good bird and deserves to feel comfortable in her senior years. I'm super attached to her, more than I realized. It's going to be hard when her time comes.