Last Minute Catastrophes?

I am finally done with all my pre-procedure appointments. I was ordered to get blood work which had to be done no more than seven days or less than one prior to the procedure. I couldn't get the blood work done until my physician wrote the script -- and that was yesterday. So, this morning I tried to get an appointment and the earliest they'd set it up was next Tuesday. My procedure is Monday.

So, I just walked in and it worked out fine. But it's tough to reason that kind of thing out after fasting for 12 hours.

In the midst of my fast, I was presented with two problems. The old lady two houses down had died and her family wants to take her cat and dump him outside somewhere and the rest of my neighbors are begging me to find him a home. A co-worker is out of the country for three months and the kid he arranged to have bring in his mail and mow his lawn has gone AWOL. The local shelter called to see if I could help with a rescue dog.

Our office is closed Friday, so I have tomorrow to sort this out. I told the shelter I don't do rescue anymore. I might bring the cat up there to be humanely euthanized -- because I think that's kinder than turning a 10 year old housecat out. I've sent my co-worker a link to stop his mail on-line. If he needs a lawn guy, I know a landscaper. I took in his mail today, but wasn't inclined to mow for him since I was dressed for work and wearing sandals.

I think I will enjoy being sedated...