But if I had the means? And she were younger and X meant saving her life?
See, I get this. But a 16 y.o. cat with pancreatic cancer and you are getting the electricity shut off but paying $1200 vet bills three and four times and year? Nope.
I paid for Solomon's insulin and needles, and paid $150 vets bills quite a few times and ate mac and cheese. But when he was 15ish (never certain of his age), losing teeth, pissing all over and clearly not loving life, I cried and put him to sleep. Took me a couple of weeks of wrestling with the decision, and he was very much a roommate cat.
I adore my present kitties, and would definitely spend for vet bills, but I simply would not take extraordinary measures. They are adored and loved, definitely, but faced with a $3000 bill, I would be VERY hesitant, unless it was a sure fix and they would have years more of a good life.
Holy crap. Rescue workers just found a 4-month-old baby, alive and unharmed, buried in the rubble. Swept out of her parents' arms. They survived too, but they thought she was gone forever. I can't even imagine what it would be like, three days of that grief and then improbably -- impossibly -- getting your baby back, whole and perfect, in the midst of all that destruction.
if that's not on goodstuff yet, it darn well should be.
crying now. that is amazing.
That's entirely amazing!
We're in our nicest room (at this hospital) yet. It has a pull out bed AND a couch. My issue is the TV (nicer than the one at home) but I can never find the kid station. So she's watching the equivalent of baby einstein.
I had an interview on campus today. I went with blood on my shirt. Thank god I've known both of these women for 10 years otherwise I'd be a little mortified.
I've sent off resume and cover letter #2 and am now at the point where I am doubting that I really want these jobs, that they will want too much from me, that I will be too overwhelmed too fast, that that that....
