Once again I am soaking up warm sunshine coming in through mom & dad's bedroom window.

At this point my pancreatitis and Inflammatory Bowel Disease (IBD) have given us all a few more challenges to deal with. Also, I continue to refuse oral medication. There is one liquid medication that helps with the IBD that dad can sometimes get into me, but I absolutely refuse to swallow the pills that actually do me the most good. Mom and dad respect my wishes on this issue, so they do not force anything on me, and the consequences are what they are.

I will not take oral pain medication, either, so dad rubs a transdermal pain compound inside my ears once each evening to help me settle down at night.