'Don't know how to give myself advice...'
Nov. 30th, 2003 02:03 pmSo, events thus far... Was going to babble about the past few days, but no real need for it, now that I think about it. Did have a major 'I'm the biggest idiot ever' moment Thursday am, when I realized that the pies I'd baked to help out our friend Pat and left out to cool--thinking, like a git, that blocking them off from cat access would be enough--got their top crusts licked by said cats. Gah. Thank deities for grocery stores.
Mainly, we found out from the vet this am that we do have to start Bebop-cat on that fluid therapy. They won't get the bloodwork results back until the 2nd, but they want us to start him on it anyway, and are fairly sure his levels have been going up again. Even though he's decently active, he's not eating enough, not getting enough to drink or moisture in general. But the injections aren't by syringe, as I assumed. We have to give him 150mls from an IV bag every other day--still just under loose skin, like the scruff, and we can literally squeeze it in, so it won't take long. But still, for some reason this adds just a bit more complexity, and it's making me feel a lot more stressed and worried. I shouldn't be feeling this freaked out about it all, but... *shrugs*
That, and some other stuff I'm really worrying about. Just makes my stomach hurt. I feel like I so often did as a kid/adolescent, that I'm screwing up constantly, and that what I do to make things better isn't enough and just makes things worse. I wish I could get things right...I honestly don't *mean* to be less than what people want and need from me. And I know I'm spreading myself too thin, in a lot of ways, but I still want to do what's right by everyone, because they're important to me. I can't let 'the best that I can' still not be enough, you know? I just know that I don't show people that I care/love them nearly enough at all.
Anyway.... Back to work and class tomorrow. Still trying to figure out how to handle Christmas/Seattle stuff. I want so badly to go, but every time I think I can still make it work, things seem to take a couple of steps back. Hmmf.
Mainly, we found out from the vet this am that we do have to start Bebop-cat on that fluid therapy. They won't get the bloodwork results back until the 2nd, but they want us to start him on it anyway, and are fairly sure his levels have been going up again. Even though he's decently active, he's not eating enough, not getting enough to drink or moisture in general. But the injections aren't by syringe, as I assumed. We have to give him 150mls from an IV bag every other day--still just under loose skin, like the scruff, and we can literally squeeze it in, so it won't take long. But still, for some reason this adds just a bit more complexity, and it's making me feel a lot more stressed and worried. I shouldn't be feeling this freaked out about it all, but... *shrugs*
That, and some other stuff I'm really worrying about. Just makes my stomach hurt. I feel like I so often did as a kid/adolescent, that I'm screwing up constantly, and that what I do to make things better isn't enough and just makes things worse. I wish I could get things right...I honestly don't *mean* to be less than what people want and need from me. And I know I'm spreading myself too thin, in a lot of ways, but I still want to do what's right by everyone, because they're important to me. I can't let 'the best that I can' still not be enough, you know? I just know that I don't show people that I care/love them nearly enough at all.
Anyway.... Back to work and class tomorrow. Still trying to figure out how to handle Christmas/Seattle stuff. I want so badly to go, but every time I think I can still make it work, things seem to take a couple of steps back. Hmmf.