Thanks, my friends, for all the support you've been to me over the years. I do really appreciate everything.
I'm having a pretty rough time. To make it short, chronic illness + heavy workload at school + procrastinating because I feel sick +training dog + stress at work = me feeling pretty darn overwhelmed. On my 8th drug trial for migraines. Also still looking at apartments to move into --just got a list of 10 complexes that are low-income/subsidized, so wish me luck and pray please! I've got to get out of Mom's smoky house --it's really affecting my health.
I've got less than 6 weeks to finish all of my assignments. I have 4 papers, an Excel assignment and an online mini-course to finish. 2 of those papers have me sweating a bit --a lit review and general/specific problem paper --those are from the Spring semester for my Research class that is in progress.
I've also started thinking about my retired service dog tonight. I've been feeling really guilty for placing her where I have. I really should have done a home visit before I adopted her out to this person. I just really trusted her. Now I feel my trust has been broken because Pebbles isn't receiving the basic care and medications prescribed by her vet to help keep her hip disease in check. She's gotten overweight and has been taken off of all meds and supplements without consulting the vet. She isn't getting exercised (the adopter told me this herself.) Her teeth aren't getting brushed. Her nails aren't getting trimmed.
I'm really worried about her. The meds and supplements are to help keep her hip disease from progressing as rapidly. And she hasn't been getting them at all since she was adopted back in April.
I can't do anything about it (I no longer own her and neither does the program that trained her). So I feel really guilty. I feel like I have failed her --after 4 years of faithful service. I don't know what to do. She was my best friend and this is the home I placed her into. I have betrayed my friend.
Thanks for letting me get all of this out. Please pray for Pebbles. She turns 8 in January and I really would like her to have a good quality of life left and have her not be in pain. She deserves at least that after all she's done for me.