what a shit holiday season.
it started out just fine. christmas day was fun with my family and i got absolutely spoiled.
then my parents' dog needed emergency surgery for a twisted stomach on boxing day.
then i got into a single vehicle accident on my way to a call that night. i hit the ditch hard and flipped onto my passenger side. my car had no power and i had to be rescued by police and firefighters. i fractured my ankle. my car is a write-off.
then dora didn't make it home. she died at the vet clinic saturday morning.
i had surgery on my ankle saturday afternoon.
my amazing family has been taking care of me, but it's hard. i'm frustrated and feeling useless.
i'm staying at my mom's because it's easier to get around, and she is around to help me out. sophie came with me, and i feel like an asshole bringing her into their home so soon after they lost their own dog, but the alternative is that she's home in her crate while josh works.
josh feels like a failure because he's not the one looking after me right now, but i don't see it that way at all. he has to work, i understand that. mom's house is just laid out better for someone who can't weight-bear and sucks at crutches.
work has been great about the whole thing, and got the ball rolling right away for a workman's compensation claim (because i was on the clock when i had my accident).
on top of everything josh and i both have killer head colds, which doesn't help anything.
ugh. i'm just over this whole thing already. |
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That makes me feel so bad. I hope the hurt lessens for everyone soon. I love pets but losing them makes me think I don't want them anymore. It's so hard.
