Helen,
that's exactly what I reacted badly to re the mechanic. I absolutely HATE it when they talk down to me. I have a brain in my head and can understand most concepts pretty quickly. I have spoken with someone I know personally whom I trust not to give me the run around and he is pricing the parts needed to do the repairs. I'm sure it'll be a damnsite cheaper, too.

I'm still crabby about the cat, though. I brought him home yesterday with a script for Clavamox and Valium...yes, Valium. The vet told me that she wanted him to have it for the next 3 days to keep him relaxed so that his urethra doesn't spasm because of the trauma of the catheter. Ok, that made sense to me. I gave him a pill at 9:30pm yesterday and when I left the house this morning, over 12 hours later, his was still loopy. It did NOT relax him, it made him very aggitated and he spent the night wandering around the apartment like a drunk stroke victim, falling over, not able to jump up on the furniture, shuffling along. It was horrible. I looked at the bottle and the pills are 10mg each...for an 8 pound cat! There is no way in hell he's getting the other 8 pills. I'm running on about 5 hours of sleep in 2 days and someone could get hurt today.