Thursday, March 5
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gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Having the means to keep getting the vet to look at our animals when they need it.
Last evening when I brought Dandy from Wonder's pen to his own pen, I felt like he was walking a bit off. When I did last chores, he was indeed sore in his feet.
Well, that means making an appointment first thing this morning (extra fees for same day).
I am glad the vet could come. Yes, he's having a laminitic event. The weather, and the simple fact that he is a pony (prone to being overweight and insulin resistant) has triggered inflammation that makes the hooves painful.
The vet did not have the medication he needed on the truck, and neither did the vet clinic in town, so they're ordering it.
That means he gets to be in pain overnight, until I can get to town to pick up the medication.
The vet also wanted to draw blood again to check for insulin resistance, but duh. Upselling.
I still had other things I needed to do today, and reluctantly went about doing them, feeling upset about Dandy the whole time.
I had my therapy appointment today, and I didn't want to miss it. Today I felt more sure of my goals, which were to get to the point where TW was simply not an issue for me anymore, and to halt the relaying of messages for her with other family.
I had some other longer term goals too, mainly to sort out what parts of me are just the results of trauma, and what I can do about that.
I was surprised that I still had so much to say about the same things this week, but I felt a bit less emotional. I guess I'm getting better at talking about feelings and thoughts that I don't usually say out loud to anyone besides my husband.
Then I needed to go to the farm supply store for animal bedding pellets that I use as cat litter, bird seed, and a new winter farm coat (on sale!).
Then I needed to pay my speeding ticket. Sigh.
Then I stuck my head into the quilting shop to see if they had anything suited to a Spanish style cape, but it's all cotton quilting material. Not that surprising. It is the only fabric store in town though, so I will need to look in the city for satin or something similar.
Then I decided to just go home.
I was exhausted from lack of sleep (worrying about Dandy), but I still couldn't nap.
My Sweetie got home, we talked (things are very strenuous at work for him, trying to sort out six month's worth of messed up paperwork to do with contracts).
We went downstairs and spent an hour moving things out of the way so that the drywall mud/tape person can get to everything, and to keep things out of the dust that's coming.
Then we ate and watched another episode of "Slow Horses". We both get the gist of what's happening, but have no idea which Russian spy is which, because there are too many of them and the names are confusing.
Having the means to keep getting the vet to look at our animals when they need it.
Last evening when I brought Dandy from Wonder's pen to his own pen, I felt like he was walking a bit off. When I did last chores, he was indeed sore in his feet.
Well, that means making an appointment first thing this morning (extra fees for same day).
I am glad the vet could come. Yes, he's having a laminitic event. The weather, and the simple fact that he is a pony (prone to being overweight and insulin resistant) has triggered inflammation that makes the hooves painful.
The vet did not have the medication he needed on the truck, and neither did the vet clinic in town, so they're ordering it.
That means he gets to be in pain overnight, until I can get to town to pick up the medication.
The vet also wanted to draw blood again to check for insulin resistance, but duh. Upselling.
I still had other things I needed to do today, and reluctantly went about doing them, feeling upset about Dandy the whole time.
I had my therapy appointment today, and I didn't want to miss it. Today I felt more sure of my goals, which were to get to the point where TW was simply not an issue for me anymore, and to halt the relaying of messages for her with other family.
I had some other longer term goals too, mainly to sort out what parts of me are just the results of trauma, and what I can do about that.
I was surprised that I still had so much to say about the same things this week, but I felt a bit less emotional. I guess I'm getting better at talking about feelings and thoughts that I don't usually say out loud to anyone besides my husband.
Then I needed to go to the farm supply store for animal bedding pellets that I use as cat litter, bird seed, and a new winter farm coat (on sale!).
Then I needed to pay my speeding ticket. Sigh.
Then I stuck my head into the quilting shop to see if they had anything suited to a Spanish style cape, but it's all cotton quilting material. Not that surprising. It is the only fabric store in town though, so I will need to look in the city for satin or something similar.
Then I decided to just go home.
I was exhausted from lack of sleep (worrying about Dandy), but I still couldn't nap.
My Sweetie got home, we talked (things are very strenuous at work for him, trying to sort out six month's worth of messed up paperwork to do with contracts).
We went downstairs and spent an hour moving things out of the way so that the drywall mud/tape person can get to everything, and to keep things out of the dust that's coming.
Then we ate and watched another episode of "Slow Horses". We both get the gist of what's happening, but have no idea which Russian spy is which, because there are too many of them and the names are confusing.
