Turbulence

[thepnutgallery]

I was plugged in and ready to take the day on when I heard a familiar sour note in Lady Miss Friday's meow, even over the music and through the headphones. She projectile vomited a couple times. I don't care, except that it set off the internal screaming about having to take her to a vet. I cleaned them up, put down my hoodie for her, and plugged back in. Job to do. I used the head start from Carl to great effect, and I think I finished service just after 8. And just after that, I remembered I kept meaning to set the Zoom appointment for Freida, but kept forgetting. Then I was going to email her to figure out when to reschedule, but I forgot that, too, until she emailed me. My brain was already spinning a little too fast, and I wanted to figure out how to instruct her without stealing somebody's work. It really only took about 5 minutes from the time she sent her first email for me to set up the Zoom. Eservice is one of the more mindless aspects of our job, and I'm sure it will be automated soon. I just showed her with the like...15 items that had come in.

I felt very strange all morning. I was *flying*, despite waking up crazy early again and having run out of instant coffee. Both my energy and my mood soared, but there were several times I'd plunge under the waves before rocketing back above them. I was going to have a drink, but I apparently finished my vodka last night. That's...what, Friday -Wednesday? It's fine. But after a little haggling, I decided to wait until Friday to refill, since I keep drinking too much at night. If I am an alcoholic, it's been a (mostly) functional one. Given all this, I debated taking a pill before our Zoom meeting. But I didn't want to risk losing the productivity, the energy. The high, even if I kept bumping my head.

The meeting was unexpectedly quiet. Kathy just noted that she'd be out tomorrow through Wednesday to help her son move, and Kris will be out on Monday. I nearly cut her off when I jumped to claim her responsibilities for the day. I'd had a hard time convincing a PA about the Anders/UBI, and finally managed to explain to him I didn't want him to swap or shift time, I wanted him to *add* time. Make more money. Some emails he forwarded to me during it emphasized the shifting, and I clarified our goal. Are we trying to get them to spread the total around, or are we trying to get them the most money? I was right, of course, though in a comedy film, my rant would've had dramatic, inspiring music, like a Spartacus speech or something. The meeting was pretty much over, but Dave talked some about his second shot for covid, and since we were talking about non-work things, I asked about Lady Miss Friday's unusually long-ranged and high-volumed vomit. Consensus was I should probably take her to a vet. If you've never seen a plane crash, I could just show a video of my face at that moment. Being on Zoom, I got to see it, too. The stun, the fall. My face was turning red and my eyes watering when Lori reminded me there are mobile vets who will come to you. I went browsing them, found one, but then Lori suggested a particular one. She's not going in to anyone's place right now, though, due to covid. Back to square 1. Dave made a half joke that if I do have to take her, at least she won't give any lip. I had to explain that much like the volume of my emotions, the entire world will know her world is ending if she's removed from our cave.

Julian texted me towards the end of work, because I requested that instead of calling, but I wanted to keep focused. I should be able to get back ahead tomorrow. We texted back and forth a bit after but he was cooking and I was falling behind on my journal. I still didn't get completely caught up, but I should, as with work, be able to get ahead tomorrow.

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[npgmaverick]

Consensus was I should probably take her to a vet. If you've never seen a plane crash, I could just show a video of my face when they said that. Being on Zoom, I got to see it, too. The stun, the fall.

Say more. Why can't you take her to a vet?

[thepnutgallery]

Sorry about that! I've edited it for clarity. She will scream bloody murder if she's taken out of our cave. Her trauma is why I am so fucking livid with myself for not quitting GHB when I knew I was going to lose my first apartment. Also the increased rent costs and what not, but yeah. That.