Heavy.

 

Today has been heavy.

Very... very... heavy.

The fur baby got injured last night. A minor accident but my anxiety was highly triggered.

When blood is present and gets all over me, that's enough to trigger even the most sane individual.

Had to give him meds and monitor him all night which means I got little to no sleep.

Heavy.

Had to work today and while working still had to tend to him. Telling him not to mess with his injury.

Heavy.

Trying to get him to take his meds.

Heavy.

Trying to get him to use it outside.

Heavy.

Running back and forth for hours on end... while still working... and seeing after my child... 

Heavy. Heavy. Heavy.

It got to a point earlier today where I really felt like I couldn't breathe. It was as if my heart was trying to pound its way out of my chest.

Then out of nowhere my baby came up to me and was like, "I want to give you a hug."

And for those few seconds, I felt a little better. Her heart was in the right place and I love her all the more for having such a compassionate little spirit.

Took the fur baby outside to use it and after he did (finally) he put both paws on my leg and just looked up at me as if to say "it's gonna be okay."

Went to take a drive to clear my mind 'cause life was lifing extra hard today.

Is a full moon coming soon or what?! 😑