So, I was out of work yesterday because Rooney was sick. And, apparently, my boss went ballistic about it. "It's a cat."
It's my cat. An extension of my family. I don't expect people to agree with how I feel, but I do expect them to understand. Understand and not ask me TWICE if I plan to take a vacation day for yesterday. Understand and not perform a slight eyeroll after asking how "the kitty cat" is doing. Understand and not be a jackass because I work hard and put in extra hours and take my work with me on vacation. Understand that, even if it's completely unreasonable, it's the WAY THAT I FEEL.
I was really scared Sunday night and yesterday. Rooney has had health problems relating to his stomatitis (and, more recently, allergies - maybe he's allergic to people?), but he's never been like this - he was coughing like a person and sneezing and he was extremely lethargic and winced whenever I would touch him. I knew that I was probably overreacting, but I never would have stayed home with him and harassed his vet if I didn't think that there was a serious problem.
And it was serious enough, I think, to react the way I did; Rooney has a viral upper respiratory infection. I'm monitoring him to make sure that it doesn't evolve into something else, especially given his immune system problems, and I'm treating his symptoms as best I can. He's about the same as yesterday - no better, but no worse. But I'm at work today because I'm fairly certain that he will be alive when I get home - a certainty I didn't have yesterday.
Ugh.
That being said, I had a really good weekend. I saw the Indigo Girls live for the first time at Chastain - which is a fabulous venue. I have loved the Indigo Girls for as long as I can remember listening to music and ended up crying at several points because I was so filled with absolute joy that I couldn't manage to hold it in. It was heavenly sitting there with two of my friends listening to wonderful music under a clear night sky (and an almost-full moon)... I'm smiling just thinking about it.
I need more of those times.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
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