Well hello there.
It seems like yesterday that I posted about our new addition and it has already been about 10 days.
Geesh, time sure flies when you're super busy and exhausted.
Bandit has been taking up the majority of my time. If I'm not working - I'm most likely doing something Bandit related. I'm in touch with his vet multiple times a day, I'm testing his glucose as often as I can, I'm researching, researching, researching feline diabetes until I'm blue in the face, and I'm corresponding via email with other ladies throughout the country that have experience caring for diabetic cats.
On the flip side when I'm not attempting to get Bandit well, I'm working. To make matters even more complicated, work is INSANE right now. Summer is usually my slow time, but with my company launching new partnerships and installing new technology, I'm responsible for managing the partnerships and leveraging the new technology to seek out and secure new business. This means long days on the road, appointments up the wazoo, kissing some major client booty, nights out entertaining clients, and putting out massive fires when client's don't get what they want when they want it.
I attempt to spend some time with my husband but by the time dinner is made, and dishes are done, and my last round of work emails get sent, and I've finished up a few personal emails, I usually find myself face down in bed only to wake up at 5 am to lather, rinse, repeat the day all over again.
My saving grace is that the Bandit situation is temporary. He will either get better or he won't. His vet has come to the conclusion that he is not responding to the particular brand of insulin that we've been using, so we will be switching him. I'm hoping the next type we use will work in regulating his diabetes. In the meantime, I can only hope. I know I'm doing the right thing here by caring for him - he isn't suffering and still has a good quality of life. I think it's more stressful for me then it is for him.
The wonderful thing about it all - my husband is extremely understanding. I've yet to tell him that I will be working 4 out of 5 nights next week. I know he will hug me and say, "do what you gotta do, I'll take care of everything around here."
I need to stop burning the candle at both ends, but in my defense, both end candle burning is one of my strengths. I'm a multitasking machine. I'm starting to learn that although I get an intense high from jamming as much stuff into a 24 hour period as humanly possible, I'm missing out on all the little things. 10 days have passed since my last blog entry and I couldn't even tell you what I've done in that time frame because it's all a blur.
I don't like living in the blur.
Here's to making things clearer. One day at a time.