- When it rains, it pours
- April 25th, 2009
Day from hell, and it isn't even over yet. I expect more things will go crappity before I hit the sack today.
It started when I woke up, went to put the laundry in the machine and discovered that yesturday's laundry was the last for the old girl; there was water all over the laundry room's floor and the machine's drum was full of water. So I whisked the water to the nearbye bathroom's gutter opening, cursing all along because I've got tuns to do today; it's my turn to clean the house, I've got to cook for the week and I've got to get ready for a lab on monday because I haven't got the time to do it tomorrow as I am working a double shift.
So I'm done with that and then I go into my room and discover that Spot, one of my horde, has a swolen eye full of blood. This is the point where I nearly faint. I call up my vets' emergency cell numbers, one goes automatically to the answering service and the other switches to said service after three rings....eventually, I got the number of an emergency clinic with an exotic animals specialist in a town relatively nearby, from my parents' cat vet. I rush there, panickingly, taking Liebgott with me because I suspect he has mites. The vet at the time looks at poor little Spot and says it's eye trauma, probably from a scratch and subscribes her with painkiller and antiseptic eye drops (which he has) and antibiotic eye drops (which he hasn't). While I put Spot in the carrier cage Liebgott gives me the bite of a lifetime and splits my nail halfway through the finger. The vet says he doubts she'll ever be able to see through that eye again ;___;
Then I start rushing around the three nearbye towns looking for a chemists' that's open (it's saturday, shops are closed for the shabbat) until I find one an hour and a half later.
This takes up all the morning and all I got to do was do all my laundry by hand. After lunch I find my good old MP3 player's gone to meet its maker so I can't listen to music while I bustle around the house to do the rest of the chores.
So, in three hours I managed to:
1. Clean the house.
2. Cook for the week.
3. Clean the fish bowl.
4. Give poor Spot her medicins again.
Am now knackered.
The problematic thing about Spot's meds is that I have to give her the antibiotics every six hours which means that for the rest of the week I'll need to drag her along everywhere I go to make sure she gets her meds on time. This means she'll go with me to work, to uni (I've already notified my lab coach that she's coming), everywhere...I'll modify the carrier cage to accomodate her and get her that harness waiting for me at the store. Mind you, I'll take her to the zoology garden, she'll like that. And I need to take her to the vet again for checkup on monday which means that I'll need to escape the lab before the end of it if it lasts for too long (notified the coach about that, too).
Oh, what a great preperation for kids this is *sigh* and I've still got to get back from work (around past midnight...) today and sit to prepare for the lab....brilliant.