I'm a miner. I just did 3 weeks of days training for blasting. The first week I did 5-8 hr shifts M-F. I took 1 day to get used to that. The next 2 weeks were 4-12 hr. shifts M-T. Loved it too. Now it's back to the crap shift. Hating it.
At least on days I should be blasting, which gives me alot more physical exertion than driving a truck.
Things got way out of control today. Had to take my dog to the vet. First told he had a large mass in abdomen. 3 hrs. later went in, told it looked like cancer. Another 3 hrs later found out he has stones in urethra and possibly tumors. The mass was his bladder holding 120 cc's of urine that they took out by needle. He needs surgery in the morning to see if they can get the stones and how bad the tumors are(if they are). If cancerous, they may put him down on the table. I've been on a roller coaster from ****. When we went to pick him up tonight he almost died from the pain meds they gave him. I almost died with him. They got it reversed and he came back. My heart is finally starting to beat right too.
Dear God he's only 10 years old and I absolutely adore him. I still need him sssoooo much. Atleast I have some extra money that came in out of nowhere. It's seems as though the universe knew I would need it, so I'm taking that as a good sign.
He's the man of the house. I can't imagine this being our home without him.
I only had my muffins this morning. Then I forced down a chocolate bar between the first two visits. When we were on the way home I got a burrito supreme and Taco Bell(Daughter was hungry)and I don't feel at all bad about it. I can't eat jack right now so it's helping keep my strength up.
I'm healthy. My girls have always been healthy. I should count my blessings. But I'm just so damned scared. I'm going to keep praying, not sleep all night making sure he's still breathing and feel like a dumbass tomorrow at noon when he's OK and my world stops spinning out of control.