Not sure the point of this thread, but it's been on my mind for a week or so now. Riley is well, his ibd is under control, he is taking his 6 tablets a day for his liver like a trooper BUT.. ..I've just got a niggle in the back of my mind and I don't know why.. I've been feeling a bit down about his conditions..I don't for one minute resent him or get angry about anything related to him, but just lately I've had that oh I wish you was a well cat that I don't have to wipe your bum or check your bum etc.. Even with all the bum wiping I wouldn't swap him at all.. Maybe it's because he has been "well" for a while now that I'm mentally preparing for another flare up..or it's some delayed reaction to the news of his liver now being affected.. It's doing my head in.. I don't want hugs or sympathy, but a kick up the bum I think is needed to get my head straight before I end up being taken away by the men in white coats..