I need a laugh

Today has been all about stress.

Poor Daisy has been having some issues with incontinence. At first I thought she was just mad about something but it's happening 3 or more times a day. So I brought her to the vet because a friend said that she might have a urinary tract infection. The vet thought it might actually be worse than that, it might be a kidney infection which is harder to treat. She's on antibiotics now (horse pills that she hates swallowing) but I have to try to get a urine sample so they can culture the bacteria to make sure they're treating her with the right medication. She'll be on meds for 6-10 weeks. I just hope she's not in pain and that she'll be okay.

While we were there I noticed that one of Jakob's eyes was bloodshot. The vet looked at him and asked me if his pupils had always been different sizes. He showed me that the bloodshot eye was bulging and he suspected glaucoma. So I have to bring Jakob to a specialist on Thursday to see if that is the case and then he'll need to go on meds to bring the pressure down because that can be very painful.

Stress! I love my babies and I don't want to leave them this weekend if they aren't doing well. I'm going to run this race to help animals and I feel terrible leaving my own behind. I know the sitter will take great care of them but, still, I'm going to worry now the whole weekend.

I have so much to do. I have to clean up the house so the sitter can stay here for the weekend. I have to pack which, for some reason, is the most incredibly daunting task. I don't know how I'm going to get everything done other than take Thursday off which I pretty much have to now because of Jakob's appt. Not that I mind taking the day off, believe me, but I just hope there isn't anything I can't finish off tomorrow with work that will be hanging over my head.

I got in my 4 mile run today. It seemed so easy (yes!). I didn't really feel like doing it with everything going on but I knew I had to. I haven't tinkered with the training program in 17 weeks, I'm not going to start messing around this final week. Two more runs before Sunday: 3 miles and 2 miles. Only FIVE miles between me and this race. And it's 5 days from today. CRAZY!

So, yeah, I need a laugh. This is from last year. I love Meb! Number 5 is my favorite.