Poor baby. I really want my sweet Shadow to be better. The phone should ring soon, and I hope it will be the vet calling to help me figure out what to do.
And work is insane for me right now - even though I'm hitting LJ to blow of some stress about this and it's sucking up ten minutes of my time. I'm guessing I'm going to be working this weekend: in the eight hours I have a day, I only have about two a day I can devote to actually doing "work," so if I need to get my "work" done I have to stay after hours to do it. I'm tranferring responsibilities as quickly as possible, but when you have to train people you just can't get things done quickly enough to make it really go away, so unpaid OT is the way to go. Like I said, I always meet my deadlines, but that's because the pound of flesh needed to do it comes out of my own hind end.
