Things have been a bit hectic. The ordeal with Bailey turned into a big
deal. Turns out B was due for his shots
in January, which is when we were dealing with FIL stuff. We had to board him for the remainder of the
10 days (5 nights) I was beside myself,
I felt really dumb for letting that happen and like I had really let him
down. I picked him up Monday and he is
starting to act like his normal self. Honestly,
it was probably harder on me than it was him.
I don’t think the neighbor will sue, fingers crossed.
Had my first appointment with the new therapist. She seems fine but it is too soon to tell as I
felt like the entire session was me trauma dumping on her from all the stress I
have been under. I scheduled an
appointment at my primary doctor for the next day to see about changing my
anxiety meds and to see about my weight loss.
He thinks they are connected and gave me some daily medication and one for
acute anxiety. Both him and the therapist
made the comment that sometimes just knowing you have that will help. It is a fairly low dose of Valium, which I
have never taken before. So, my current
weight is somewhat problematic. On his
scale it was right at 100 and at home it showed around 98. The daily anxiety meds have been making me nauseous
so that doesn’t help. I forced myself to
eat a half a peanut butter sandwich yesterday but that was about all I could
stomach. I have to figure something
out. I wouldn’t mind staying around this
weight, but I know it will not be sustainable once I get everything lined
out. Who would have ever thought I would
have that problem?
My mom is going through it right now too. She took her little 2 pound dog to the vet a
few days ago and he had a heart attack and died while they were doing blood work. She feels so guilty. I told her she was 100% not to blame, she was
trying to make sure he is healthy (spoiler alert, he wasn’t). She is taking it really hard.
In other animal news I found Frankie a home and I thought
all was well until I got a message yesterday saying their other cat was really
aggressive towards her and they weren’t going to be able to keep her. So tomorrow me and my mom are going to go get
her. I guess we will try and introduce
her to my herd. I’m not sure how that is
going to go. I am going a work trip next
week so the timing couldn’t be worse. I
tried to talk my mom into taking her but she said no way in hell.
For the first time since I have lived in my house the
fireworks om the 4th didn’t sound like a Russian invasion. I think the huge brush piles at the curb dissuaded
most rational people from going overboard.
They finally issued a state of emergency and I applied for a disaster relief
loan through the SBA. The interest rates
are like 2% so it’s worth a try. I need
to replace my privacy fence and my roof among a few other things. I don’t know how long that will take to
review. I am a little concerned that I
will take a hit on my credit report, which I have been really working on
lately. That was fast, I already got an
email that I was denied. I will have to
call and see what the deal is but I’m really not surprised. I am not sure what the criteria is but if
nothing else going through it will help me at the next hurricane mission.
