Would you like to step out?

"Would you like to step out?" the vet asked me.
"Thank you, that would be nice. For all of us," I said. 
And so they drew blood from one of Hidey's leg. How much, I'll never know. Was Hidey pained? I'll never know. Small mercies. 
Hidey's been sniffing and her eyes have had discharges the past two days. I cut work short today to take her to the vet. 
Thankfully, her blood samples show she's okay.
She was given eye drops and I was told to buy eye cleaners.  For use twice a day. For the cat, not me.
I like Hidey's doc. She treats me like an idiot, but kindly. Explains everything so I'd know what to do to take care of this creature with four legs. 
I also learned today that Hidey is 2.5 kilos heavy. From .8 kilos in November, I think cat and human are okay. I write this as she watches me, lying down beside my laptop, tired from a few minutes of playing with a ribbon I attached on one kitchen cabinet door.
She puts her eyelids together with determination.