Sometimes I feel like life throws more challenges than necessary. It's as if it's some humorous joke to see how we react to stressful situations. In my case this weekend, I think Niki has a thing for making me freak out.
A weekend of vet visits, freak outs over the possibility of my poor kitty having partial seizures, and little-to-no sleep, I'm exhausted. It's still a mystery as to what was happening. Signs pointing toward Niki having had a seizure, or something less serious as having an allergic reaction to something in the house (which is surprising because there is nothing new in here. Le sigh.) About a million trips to the vet and an overnight stay, Niki is home and I'm trying to process everything that happened.
To make everything worse, Mitch had to leave on Sunday morning for a business trip so I've been dealing with most of it on my own. At first I was panicking about that. I'm too much emotion and not enough reason. I have a hard time making serious decisions like this without taking everything personally.
But the exciting thing was that once it came down to it, I was able to. I learned that I do have the ability to handle tough situations on my own, and that's very liberating. Sometimes I don't give myself enough credit. Sometimes I discount my abilities and I shouldn't.
For now, I have a little family to take care of and I'm leaving it at that. With things finally calming down a bit, I think I'll give myself a day to just . . . relax.
Ahhh . . .