I did some magic

I magiced the puppy. Ok so the puppy got spayed and it got infected.  There was edema and a terrible ugly cyst.  We'd taken her in earlier and the symptoms had masked in the clinic, but then two days later burst out worse than ever. She was depressed, in pain, all in all, just awful. So I rushed breakfast to take her in. The cyst broke open that morning and she was dripping ichor all over that morning. Yech.    Well the vet flushed the wound and prescribed antibiotics, pain killers, and saline flushes.  She also had a cough which was really scaring me.  So I sat down that evening and put myself into magic mode.  I drew down the stars and covered her with shining invisible light. I illuminated her like a 3d xray in my mind and saw the black area where the ichor was flushing away and that it had contained boundaries and was shrinking, but flourishing in the center of her chest, well in her lungs, there was greyness.  Sticky, persistent, alive, some sort of invisible protoplasm that I mentally reached in and started gently tugging and balling and not forcing but exerting pressure, so that it followed itself rather than breaking off and keeping bits in the dog.  When it seemed to have let go to come chase me, I focused starlight into it inside my hands and burned it, first to coal, then to ash, then opened my hands as a moth flew away from the ashes, like a phoenix, away to bother us no more. She hasn't coughed since.  Then I covered her again with a cocoon of green light and massaged her and pulled any remaining "tired" energy off.  Well today she's getting bouncy and happy again.  I'm so pleased.  I did magic and it worked.  I can't tell anyone. 
Depending on who, it's either crazy or bragging.  And of course, typical of magic, you can't really prove or even repeat it.  But I know.  I felt it and saw it.  I did that.  Plus of course the round of sensible medicine which is also progressing nicely.  Hey, I am definitely not crazy, ok?  I just also do magic.
In other news, I've made the decision to stop spending my time on social media.  Not sitting around reading inane crap hoping for a tickle of approval from people I never see.  Not editing hours of video for a half dozen people to watch. not spending money on new camera equipment, adding time to projects because I have to set up cameras and shots.  Done.  it failed.  I have had enough.  Instead I'm weaving, painting boxes, and maybe take up that knitting again and well, there's not that much time left after chores.  Also, sometimes all I'm good for is jigsaw puzzles on the computer.

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