Yesterday was fucked up. Plain and simple. We got up at 4 and Marble was peeing blood everywhere. I was stressed the fuck out. C had to be at work at 6am and couldn't do much to help me as she needed to get to work. I was on my own. I bundled her up at 8 and took her to the new office of her old vet. Well, the new vet's office was rude as fuck and Dr S who I needed to see wasn't in and wouldn't be able to see her until Wednesday. They kept trying to push me to go to emergency. No. I am not paying $500 just to walk in the door. I managed to get her in at the old vet with a new doctor, whom I hated, at 11am. Until then I had to deal with her screaming and bein in pain. I still ended up spending $500 to find out she has a fucking UTI and needed antibiotics. Now I have to dose a fucking cat twice a day. I am about to give her a morning dose at 5:15. What fun my life is.
Made tilapia for dinner, watched some tv, relaxed. We were both too exhausted to try and go for a walk last night which bugged us both. We've also been too tired for sex which sucks. We both want to but just don't have the energy. Well, it took almost a year, but NRE has started to fade I guess. Oh well. Don't get me wrong - four or five times a month is still light years away from what happened to me and B, but it's no longer 8-10 times a month. That's life. As long as we continue to communicate and share, I'm okay. Not making that mistake again.
C has to work again today at 6. I am up with her today out of solidarity than anything else. I may go back to bed for an hour or two after she leaves. I have presentations to work on today so I can afford a little nap.
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