This week has been one huge rollercoaster of a mess. And now? I'm tired to the bone.

It started last Friday evening when I was getting ready to leave and Serephina seemed a little under the weather. I figured it was because she was mad at me since I'd been gone all day (Reiki II class) and that I was leaving again. I didn't really think that much about it. Saturday morning when I returned she still seemed a bit down, but not anything to really worry about it. By Monday, she spent almost the entire day sleeping on my bed. At that point I tried bringing her some water in a bowl but she wouldn't drink it. So I began giving it to her in a dropper. She drank it down like she was grateful and I repeated that every 45-60 minutes. Monday night I laid in my bed with her next to me and prayed. And cried.

Tuesday morning I woke at 4:15 to get ready for the day and she refused the water, even when I put it directly in her mouth, she just let it run out without swallowing. My heart clenched so tightly over this listless, weak ball of fur. I had tears in my eyes most of the morning, but none of the vets even opened until 9:30 or 10:00. I left messages at several of them to please call me as soon as they opened. Finally around 10 I began calling them again. "We have a full schedule, today." "If you were already a client here we could take you right away." "The vet isn't here today." Finally around 10:30 one asked me if I could be in by 11:15. Yes! But when we got there the news was grave. Serephina had septicemia possibly caused by a flea bite. This means that her blood stream was infected. The vet injected her with an antibiotic then proceeded to rehydrate her with a subcutaneous flow (where the needle goes just under the skin and fills her up like a balloon). Her temperature was 5.5 degrees higher than normal and she was not even fighting with the vet.

We were able to bring her home with more antibiotics and the instruction to watch her closely for the next 24 hours. For the rest of the day I sat on my bed with her or had one of the kids sitting with her. When night finally arrived I laid there with one hand on her and drifted in and out of sleep. My alarm was set for 4:15 again, but I was awake before it went off. She was still breathing and even meowed to me when I got up. Throughout the day Wednesday she began to get up. So very carefully she jumped down from my bed and walked slowly down the hallway. I nearly cried when she urinated. And I nearly cried again when she ate 5 bites of food. She slept most of the day again, but this time it felt different. She did get up a couple times to see what we were doing and even stayed in the living room while the daycare kids and I did crafts.

Thursday I bought a car. I didn't want one, but I need it to take two of the daycare kids to school. Otherwise I lose that income for the entire school year. Luckily I found one for only $650. I did splurge on putting my old plates back on and I am trying to stay focused on the positive energies going through the house right now. Oh, and we did the school shopping.

Friday we replaced the belt in the dryer. Thankfully it was in stock and not expensive, especially since it's been raining and we had school clothes to wash & dry before Monday. The two youngest kids weren't here for the day so I took the older ones to Back to the Wild. Their mom asked if I could call when we returned and she was able to come get them shortly after (around 1:30). That's when I began cleaning the house.

I mixed a batch of borax, eucalyptus, rosemary, tea tree and lavender oils. Most of that I left as a powder, but some of it I mixed in with water for a spray/wash. I started in the playroom, removing everything, vacuuming, sprinkling the borax mixture and closing the door. Everything was piled up in the living room for most of the afternoon and evening as I continued from one room to the next. Before I went to bed last night I re-vacuumed the playroom, wiped down the toybox and the big toys and put them all back. The things in the hallway were also cleaned and put back in place. Sir Goth complained a bit last night while he was emptying his room about having to do the "stupid carpets" and I yelled at him that our cats' lives were more important than his discomfort with a little hard work. I think my voice cracked at that point, mainly because of the upheavals and partly because I was so very tired, but I knew we needed to contimue. He looked at me quietly for just a moment and, with sincerity, apologized and told me that he didn't mean it that way. He hugged me then and told me that it would be ok. And we got back to work. K texted me while I was emptying Lady Dreamer's room and I didn't realize it was so late. After taking a moment to text him back, I got back to work. I finally laid down last night just after midnight and I don't think I even moved until morning.

Now I still have a couple rooms to do and I should be able to finish them today. Oh, and I have a doll to ship this morning. And I need to put gas in the car. And do the grocery shopping. And several other things that will just have to get done when it's time.