Friday, May 01, 2009

Bobbing along's been nearly a week since I last blogged but I have a good excuse, honest. Well, actually it's not that great but it's true. Work has been a tad on the busy side and quite a big tad on the stressful side. Change has become de rigour at work but this one is particularly painful as our team is being merged with another and the culture and modus operandi is so different that it's akin to mixing oil and water. Unfortunately the new boss took a JFDI approach to managing the change and now quite a few people are demotivated and disillusioned.

On top of that it is time for the end of year appraisal and I have been trying to write mine, something I always find difficult to do. I want my achievements to be recognised but then I don't want to over do it and give the impression that I can walk on water and do a neat trick with loaves and fishes.

On top of that, I went for my blood test this week and have been informed that I need to have another one in 3 months. Why? Because they are not happy with my thyroid function. Apparently my half a thyroid has not taken over as well as hoped. I told you I felt run down didn't I? This would help explain the uncharacteristic tiredness which is accompanied with bouts of uncharacteristic grouchiness due to feeling tired and having to cope with the hoohar at work.

On top of that I have used all my spare worry time on Bob. Since he came home last week I have kept a close eye on him, but the good news is that he is doing fine on the steroids. In fact, he is quite his old self apart from being very thin (though he eats fine). I took him back to the vets today and we decided to continue with the steroids and see how he goes, though I have been warned once again that this is simply buying some quality of life time. I know this, that is why I have already researched pet cremation places nearby. I don't want to have to deal with finding things when the time comes and this also helps me mentally prepare.

The truth is we don't know how long Bob has left but we will make it as good as possible for him. Bob of course is currently sulking at me for taking him to the V.E.T.S. and he let his opinion be known by throwing up on the way home. Right now, I'm just glad he's doing well, and will take his feedback in my stride. I hope I get better feedback from work next week when I discuss my appraisal. Right now though I'm just looking forward to a nice long bank holiday weekend, with a dash of sun please if that's not too much trouble?


Susan Helene Gottfried said...

Vomit is definitely preferable to the alternative, at least from Bob. From the workplace... not so much.

However, being you, I doubt that's the response you'll get from your bosses/coworkers.

Sun sounds good! I could use some here, too!

Nikki-ann said...

I'm glad to hear Bob is a happier cat now, even if he was grouchy with you fot taking him to the vet!

Kathryn said...

Am glad that Bob is doing better. Sorry about all your stresses. You are in my prayers.

bunnygirl said...

I'm glad to hear Bob is still hanging in there. No, we can't make them live forever, but it's a wonderful thing when we can extend their happy-time with us!

kenju said...

I do hope that you and Bob get your sunny weekend, Bob-kat. Lord knows you need a break!

OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

Dear Bob....the Indignity of having to go to the Vet...I LOVE that he told you just how he felt about that! (lol)
What a sweetheart he is....Enjoy ALL you can, my dear B-K!
I hate that WORK is so stressful for you....It never stops, does it?
And I don't like that your Thyroid is struggling...I know you don't like it one bit!
I hope you have some lovely sun, my dear and give that dear little furry one a BIG BIG HUG AND KISS from Sweetie and me. (And be sure to take some of that for yourself, too...! (((((((HUGS)))))))

Mar said...

Glad to hear Bob is having some quality time... take care of yourself, BK, hope your weekend is sunny, if not: hop on a plane and come visit again :)

Dianne said...

Don't you wish you could just vomit at work, let out a yowl and then ignore everyone while you nap on top of your desk!

I think I did do that once.

Please find time just for this weekend. OK - Bob can sit on your lap but no thinking.

Hugs to you both.

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Bob-kat said...

Dear Larry,

I do not appreciate your insensitive spam which is a thinly veiled attempt to drum up business under the guise of being caring and concerned. That is a low shot my 'friend'. IF you had actually bothered to read my post(s) you will see that my cat is still with me and enjoying life, and I am not (nor do I intend to) keeping him with me to die a potentially painful natural death as you seem to suggest. Rather I am offering him some quality of life until the moment he is ready to go. You would also know this IF again you had bothered to read rather than just Googled blogs with pet loss or cancer or whatever search words you used.

DO NOT darken my blog again, and even if I did live in the US I would not use your services if you pull crappy spam stunts like this.

R. Sherman said...

What a horrible comment from "Larry" above. Alas, the downside to connecting in the blogiverse: Trolls who pop in, read one post, draw numerous false conclusions and the leave comments predicated on those conclusions. I must say, you responded with admirable restraint.

Best to you this week on the work and home front.


Zeus said...

I suppose some people will stoop to nothing to sell their products. Nice going, Larry!

I'm sorry to hear that work is stressful at the moment. The pet's workplace has been nothing but stressful since December. That, in and of itself, should be a blog post. We're thinking of you over here in Houston!

Ramona said...

Bobkat is very fortunate that his pussycat Mom has given him such a warm and loving life. He's milking it for all he can get!
Knowing your wonderful way with words, I am certain that you will come up with something good for your appraisal :)
When I am done with the jetlag I'm gong to stop by and take a good long look at your Barcelona pics, it is such a great place to take photos.

Michael Manning said...

All Best Bob! :)