Ever have one of those days where your mind keeps going over your "to do" list and it keeps growing and growing? I think I'm having one of those YEARS! LOL!
Trying to hold down a full time job as a veterinarian and trying to find time to write is hard enough, but I've had a bit more on my plate for the last six months and it's beginning to wear me out. I got word today that the sale of the condo I own with my soon to be ex hubby is in the final stages and I will be out from under that headache soon. Speaking of the soon to be ex...our divorce is finally in the last stages now that our 401K's have decided to play along and split it all up as the judge has ordered. For the life of me I could not understand why both of our company 401K administrators were giving us such a hard time. They added an additional three months onto this thing.
To be honest, the divorce would have been final in November if certain paperwork was signed and turned in on time. Thanks to the ex having a month long brain fart, we couldn't divide up our assets and debts the way we wanted to but instead EVERYTHING had to be divided 50:50 in accordance to good old California Law. Of course he wouldn't listen to me on that and insisted that all we had to do was tell the judge what we wanted to do. NOPE, sorry charlie! You are now in DEFAULT since you neglected to meet the deadlines. OY!
Thank goodness we are still on friendly terms and not evil with each other. I would hate to think what would be happening if we were the type of divorcing couple who fought over everything every step of the way. We are two people who really should not have been married to begin with and are better off friends. I will always care for him as my friend even when he drives me crazy! LOL
Now the reason I would love to have a clone or two would be so that I could devote all of my time to writing my erotic romances and poetry. One clone I would send off to do the veterinarian thing, another would help me keep up with the orders for my handmade items in my etsy.com store, and a third would help me keep my household sane. The writer me would of course be the only one to spend time with my Muse/love of my life. I don't share well with others especially when it comes to my soulmate! Don't care if the clone is actually me or not, they will still have to keep their distance from him. RAWR!!!
With all of the other things taken care of, I could write and work more on me. Don't get me wrong, I love my curvy big beautiful body, but I would love to feel a little more comfortable in my own skin. I want and need to get back into my workout routines that I enjoyed doing and not go overboard with it. That's what I did before. I want all out and got to the point that I burned out on it and stopped doing it all together. Got to find the balance again!
So until I can afford to clone myself, I will just have to make do with what I got...and I'm pretty amazing if I do say so myself! I'm a published author of not only erotic romances, but poetry as well. I'm working on not one, not two, but THREE series of romances as well as a collection of vampire inspired poetry. There is so much going on in my head right now, that I don't know if I can write it all down fast enough.
Look here and on my sister blog Behind Closed Doors for updates on my life and writings. Come along with me on this journey and I can guarantee that it will be anything but boring!
Welcome back to Not Enough Time in the Day! March 4-10th is a special time on Smashwords. Several authors will be participating in Read an Ebook Week by offering their ebooks anywhere from 25-100% off. I'm doing the same. For that one week, you can get my book of poetry FREE! All you have to do is click on the above link to take you to my Smashwords page. Click on the book and at check out, use the coupon code RE100. You can choose whatever ebook version you need for your reader and within minutes you can enjoy the 44 poems I put together for the book.
If you are not into electronic books, then you can still get the print version on Amazon.com or Createspace.com. The cover is a little different, but all the poems are there. I hope you enjoy them and please let me know what you think!
Ever have one of those days where no matter what you do, or what you say you just can't seem to make a difference? Today was one of those days for me and a few of my fellow veterinary colleagues. Each patient chart that turns up in the rack is a potential puzzle to be solved. Sometimes we try to come up with ideas of what could be ailing the pet before we go in, just to see if our intuition is on target...or way off depending on what kind of information the pet owner is willing to divulge to our staff before we get in there.
It can be like pulling teeth getting an accurate history. I've had clients refuse to give any details about what is up with their furry companion until I get in there, and still they keep quiet, thinking that just by laying my hands on the animal I will miraculously know what is making "Fluffy" not want to eat for the last week. Starting with the usual questions about what foods they animal is being fed and it's "potty" habits can be the most challenging.
"I don't know the name of the food, Doc. It's the one in the yellow bag."
"I got four cats, how am I supposed to know who pissed or shit in the box?"
"What does his food have to do with why Ranger is itching and keeping me up all night?"
"Flea control? Naw, I never saw a flea on him so it ain't flea allergy."
Wanna make a bet?
Today I had one woman say to me that she knew the reason her cat was so ill was because she switched his food over to a raw food diet. That was over five days ago and he sill wouldn't eat ANY food. I told her that the diet switch may have been the final trigger that set the anorexia off, but probably not the cause. Do you know what she said to me? "Well, you're just guessing now. You have no proof of that."
I stared at her for a half a beat and then let her have my sweetest smile. "You are the one guessing here. It's time we do some blood work and figure out what the heck is wrong with Angus instead of guessing until we are both blue in the face."
"Well, I don't see the point in spending a lot of money to find out what's wrong if there's a chance the tests will come out normal."
I had to really restrain myself from rolling my eyes. "Well, you are obviously worried about Angus, otherwise you wouldn't have returned here three times for us to check him out. I think it's time you take our recommendation and see if we can at least find out what's NOT making him sick."
"If it turns out to be the food that's making him sick, do I have to still pay for the tests?"
"Yes. The costs are for running the tests and interpreting the results. If we don't do some sort of testing, we will keep guessing and throwing treatments at him that may or may not work one bit."
"Can't you just tell me what's wrong by looking at him? Are you a newly graduated doctor? Why can't you just tell me right off what's wrong? My old vet who retired ten years ago could do that. I never had to pay for these expensive tests."
Now I am really biting my tongue and hoping that the blood from the wound doesn't seep out onto my lips. "I graduated almost 20 years ago now, Mrs. Green. We can get into why properly diagnosing pets often needs more than just the physical exam, or we can do the testing you came in for today. You agreed to come back if Angus didn't respond to the fluids so that we could do these tests."
"You vets just want all of my money. I've had cats all of my life and I never had to do this stuff before."
""Angus is nearly 17 years old now and there are a lot of things that could be going wrong with his kidneys, liver, or other organs. He could have a cancer somewhere that we can't feel on exam yet, or the start of diabetes or hyperthyroid disease. The only way to know is to do the blood tests."
"Well, I just don't want to spend any more money on him. The treatments you all gave him didn't work. He's sick again. Why won't he eat?"
We stare at each other a few more moments. This woman brought her cat into the hospital THREE times now and has refused to do anything for him other than subcutaneous fluids. She was told repeatedly that this was just to help with his dehydration and wouldn't tell us anything about his condition at all. "What do you want from me, Mrs. Green?"
"I want you to fix my cat. Tell me what food to feed him so that he will eat again. Tell me what is wrong with my cat."
"We have to do these tests to figure out what is going on so we can treat him properly."
"I don't think the tests will tell us anything."
"Why did you come back today, Mrs. Green?"
"I want you to tell me what is wrong with my cat and fix him."
"I'm trying to do that but we need the tests so we can do this the right way."
"Why can't you just look at him and the notes from the other doctors and figure it out that way? I know I'm right and it's because I changed his food."
At this point, I basically want to pull my hair out. Angus has lost another pound in the last week. That's over 10% of his body weight gone in less than 7 days. This is not good and until we figure out what is going on, he could continue to go downhill. I changed tactics a bit. "I know you love Angus and want what is best for him. I wouldn't recommend these tests if I didn't think it was the first steps we need to take in order to help him."
She bit her lip a few times. "Well, if you think the tests would help find out what is going on, then let's do them. If I would've known they were so important to his health' I would have done them sooner. You know, it's not a matter of the money. I will do whatever I need to do to help him. I just don't want to do any unnecessary tests if he can be fixed with just a shot."
Oy! Does anyone else feel like they are in the middle of an Abbott and Costello movie?
