So normally I don't post from work, but I kind of just want to vomit out everything that's going on so that I can move on.

A couple of weeks ago H and I discovered that our cats had fleas. We're not exactly sure how they got them as they're indoor cats, but we hypothesize that our female cat got them when she ran out into the hall one day of our apartment complex, which is a common area. Other units in our building have both cats and dogs.

Anyway, we've been treating both cats at home since we discovered that they had fleas. Our female cat had been incredibly lethargic for about the last week or so. H has been looking for a vet that could see her for a couple of days. I noticed this morning that she was wheezing very heavily.

I called H during my lunch break to ask him how she was doing or if he had a chance to take her to an emergency vet (which is what we decided on). She died before he was able to get her in to see anyone.

I feel like a really f****** lousy cat mommy right now. She'd been sick for a while and we should have done something sooner. I've had to teach a class since I found out and it didn't go very well. I'm glad today that my planning period is at the end of the day. I'm just trying to grieve.

What isn't helpful is that I have an IEP meeting after school.

Sigh. I hope the rest of the couch is doing well. I don't have the energy to read what I've missed. Hugs for everyone who wants or needs them.