233: Some You (Almost) Win….

You know that my life is filled with trauma and disappointment.   Rarely do I have what  human beans refer to as ‘good luck’ …. until yesterday (Friday).  I had an appointment with the vet.  (They normally don’t tell me because they know that I lose my normal,  calm demeanour and drop into panic mode. However I overheard them, on Thursday,  talking about it.)

My good luck (and my reason for the use of the past tense above.  .. :”I had an appointment”)  was that an hour before the appointment some unknown benefactor rang my beans and told them the appointment was cancelled as the vet was poorly.

Whoopeee!

However, in my life a bit of good luck is normally cancelled out by, or even overshadowed by, a piece of bad luck.

And so it was in this case.  As the telephone conversation proceeded, it became clear that the dreaded appointment had not been cancelled, merely postponed … and rearranged for next Tuesday.

This means that instead of worrying about the appointment for 24 hours, I have 3 full days to go.  

What am I going to do?

I’ve tried my normal ‘trick’ of thinking about things I like … but once I get past food, food and FOOD, the thinking becomes cyclical snd fails to distract. 

Tuesday is getting closer - snd my level of panic is rising.  I need a trank-will-eye-ser or some other form of artificial help.  Surely that’s not too much to ask.

Otherwise, by Tuesday morning, I might implode .  (Note I realise this is an internal problem … I didn’t use the word ‘explode’.)

Hopefully I will still be around - and still sane enough - to give an update  next week.