In my career, I felt like I didn’t want to be doing this any more. For real. There have been days when things weren’t going well and it just seemed that being a kindergarten teacher would be such a better career. Wednesday, for no reason in particular, I found myself in a room looking at someone’s pet and thinking, ‘boy, I really don’t want to be here right now.’ Not the ‘don’t want to be here right now’ you feel when you’re sick or tired or aggravated or a 1000 other things but the feeling of ‘this isn’t right and I hate it.’ Now, this feeling passed rather quickly, I felt okay today, I felt okay last week even after doing two (TWO!) amputations by myself with only Fossum and the techs for help and even after I had a dog crash and die during appointments!
So looking back on last week, with the exception of hating my job for an instant, it was a pretty eventful week. Tuesday, Jenn Savini came to town. We ate thai food and then went on a tour of the clinic. I made a lasagna and she went home. Wednesday, I didn’t have to do any large animal appointments in the morning because Dr. Farrell forgot and took the vet truck with him someplace. I sat around the clinic before getting bored and making Joe come and get me. His car was in the shop for new tires and brakes. We also got some confirmation from my mom about bringing the ponies up to Pennsylvania which was good. Thursday, I had not one, but TWO amputations to do on young cats. One was a forelimb amputation because of a brachial plexus avulsion and the other was a hindlimb amputation because of a broken leg. Both went really well despite warnings that they could die. Thanks. Then like I mentioned earlier, I had a bulldog come in for vomiting and respiratory distress. It wasn’t really in respiratory distress but you could see its typically elongated palate billow over the epigolltius with each breath. I gave two shots and then as I was getting meds together, the dog keeled over. We tried everything to get it back, but wasn’t able too. It was terrifying. Friday, I worked at both clinics. Today, I found out that two of the cats I saw died over the weekend. WTF? That night, I sewed up a laceration on a horse’s nostril. Saturday, I went on two large animal calls and while on call over the weekend answered one question about puppies pooping worms, goats with broken horns (who I saw today), started to go out on a calving call only to be called back as I left my house and saw a limping dog. Very slow weekend, for that I’m grateful.
Because of all of the deaths of patients, because of all the craziness, because I’m neurotic, I’m very stressed out right now.
And I’m stressed out because suddenly, I’m going to be spending an extra $300 a month on the ponies not to mention the extra gas.
And then the landlord called today because he got my note saying that we would let him know in March or April about moving. I don’t know about moving. Ideally, Joe and I would move to a house in Newville but is moving just to be in Newville worth the hassle of moving our ugly furniture without having a place for the ponies? Apparently, some of the neighbors are moving and there are people interested in our unit. I told him we hadn’t really started looking but it has seemed difficult.
Spring is really starting to come to Pennsylvania. We had lots of rain on Thursday; that and the melting snow has flooded lots of things. The Conidoguinet (I’m not sure how its spelled; I call it the corndog) Creek has really risen and is over its banks at lots of places. All of the low spots have water sitting in them. Our yard is starting to flush green. I’m excited to fertilize it and put out fresh mulch. Maybe this weekend. And plant some more bulbs or something. Of course, I don’t want to do that if we aren’t staying for at least another year. I’m still obsessive about the compost pile. Mostly though, the one under the sink. There’s coffee grounds everyday to go in!
You may have heard about the fire last week here in Pennsylvania. It made national news. A Mennonite family lost seven children. The wife was in the barn milking at 10 pm when a 3 year old girl came out to tell her there was smoke in the house. Her husband was driving a milk truck down the road. The wife was pregnant with their 9th child too. What a tragedy. Anyway, as much of a tragedy this was, Westboro Baptist Church out of Kansas was going to protest the funeral. Why? Why is this crazy whack job group protesting the funeral of 7 innocent children that belong to one of the most peaceful religions ever? Here’s the press release from the church. It says that the children were raised by ‘blind, godless parents’. WTF? Since when is a Mennonite family godless? It seems as of today, that they aren’t going to protest so all of the counter protesters shouldn’t show up either-this is according to the state police. Such a shame.
I ordered a dress from ModCloth on clearance the other day. It was well over $100 originally but I got it for just over $40 including s/h. I had to wait a lot longer than I intended. The dress is navy with acorns printed on it. It’s a little bit too big-or I imagine it will be. I haven’t tried it on. It’ll look really cute with a red or pink scarf. ModCloth has lots of really cute apartment stuff too-Eiffel tower teapots, owl things, etc...
Needless to say that because of the devastation in Japan, Joe won’t be vacationing there anytime soon. The State Department came out today stating that US citizens shouldn’t travel to Japan. Since Joe’s vacation is canceled, I was figuring that Joe and I could now go on vacation. Its looking to be sometime in May. Joe isn’t sure he can get the time off which I think is really unfair that he was completely okay with taking time to go to Japan but not for vacation with me. We haven’t decided on where. Portland and Seattle are strong contenders with their exotic donut places-Voodoo Doughnut and Frost Donuts respectfully. Fort Lauderdale being that its warm. Canada since we both have passports. California because there would be lots to do. Maybe just a trip to NYC. Joe doesn’t seem impressed with the idea of that.
In yet another wedding update, it still looks like we’re going to bite the bullet on the library. Nothing has been really been set into concrete but its still looking promising. The hardest part will be getting the rental furniture-chairs, stage and all the decorations-flowers, birdhouses, etc put up two hours in advance. I probably won’t be able to do it but will be freaking out that it won’t be done right without my strict supervision. Yes, I’m willing to admit that I will be a Bridezilla. The other thing is that when my mom is coming to bring up the ponies, I asked her if she was going to stay around and shop for wedding dresses with me. (Have I mentioned this before?) She said she couldn’t but may come up for a 3 day weekend later. Poo. I really need to get started on looking for a wedding dress. As well as sending out save the date cards but NO ONE in our families has sent me ANY information. Its super frustrating. The other thing…Joe told his mom this and she said that she would come up and go wedding dress shopping with me. Is it crazy to be trying to plan a wedding from half way across the country? Is it crazy that I haven’t really started planning or losing weight?
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