Last night, I had gone over today's schedule. I knew it was going to be a busy day and I was confident I could handle it.
I had already gotten up and posted the morning prayer here on my web site and on Facebook. Then, I heard a noise and smelled the undeniable fragrance of vomit. I quickly got up and my dog jumped off the bed. I checked and she only got the top sheet and bedspread. I am thankful it wasn't on the carpet or on my pillow. I took the soiled items off the bed and rolled them in a ball making sure the yucky part was on the inside of the ball before I placed it on the floor. It was too early to go to the laundry room. I made sure my dog was okay and told her she was a good girl. I'm not going to scold her for getting sick. Last night, we had a rather stressful night so that may have contributed to her being ill.
I look at my calendar and in the commotion, I had forgotten I had my podcast to air this morning. I am glad I looked at my schedule. I sat there and looked at what needed to be done. I don't like to memorize my schedule as that is added stress. I like to take my tasks one at a time.
The first item was to eat breakfast and go on my morning prayer line. I gave my dog a little piece of cooked sweet potato to help settle her stomach since I didn't have any yogurt on hand to give her.
Afterwards, it was time to get a few more things done.
I'm not running a footrace today with my schedule. I'm not stressing about what has to be done. I figure whatever gets done - gets done. What doesn't get accomplished, will get listed on another day. I refuse to act like superwoman and then stress when things don't get done. I'm just glad I didn't have any outside appointments and glad I work from home. This way, my dog won't be locked up and my mind wondering if she was getting sick while I was gone.
She seems to be feeling somewhat better and was able to keep something a little bit of dog food down.
I remember having sick children at home when I worked outside the home and that was many years ago. It wasn't easy leaving my step-children when they were sick and having to go to work.Mu only consolation was that they were at their grandmother's house when they were ill unless they had something that could put her in the hospital. In those cases, I took off from work to take care of them.
Now, it's time for me to put the bedspread on another dry cycle before I tackle the next item on my Ta Da List.
How do you handle sick animals/children when you need to work?