It's been a hard end of summer. A few weeks ago our cat, Amelia, passed away. She was over 20 years old and I know she lived a great life with lots of love. The hardest part of this is my little girl. She was devastated. J was away and it happened so quickly. She stopped eating Tuesday night and Wednesday in the middle of the night she became so weak she couldn't make it to her litter box. I told G in the morning to say goodbye because she probably wouldn't be with us. She just walked downstairs and didn't say anything and went into her tent. A minute later she came out hysterical. She wanted to go with me to the vet to say goodbye. I knew it wouldn't be a good idea with me on my own. I reached out to the ABA therapist and she said she'd come by and we could all go together. I had an appointment at 3pm. I wasn't sure Amelia would make it till 3 but I didn't have a choice. She slept by her water dish, then I moved her to her bed. She stayed there sleeping till I had to pick her up. She was so close to dying in my arms. I kept my cool and got her in her carrier. She didn't pick up her head or struggle. She made gurgling noises but remained alive. I didn't say anything in the car. I just drove to the vet. The Dr said her heartbeat was really slow and asked me if I wanted them to give her a shot to help her go to sleep. G was inconsolable and I was having a hard time controlling my emotions as well. The Vets office let us stay there as long as we needed. I needed G to calm down and I needed to stop crying as well. This was the hardest thing I ever had to do.
After this event, we moved on to J coming home and attending G's orientation with her teacher. After that, G didn't sleep Wed or Thurs night with the anticipation of the first day of school coming. After getting 2 write ups at daycare in one day, I was ready for school to begin and a new routine to start.
It's been a full week and so far she's doing well. Her teacher said she's a great student. She had her first gymnastics class on Saturday and she did amazing. We also went to the pool and we invited her friend and mom to come along. It was all going well till the floated popped. Then she cried her eyes out. Then I said it was time to go and she through a tantrum. A really big tantrum. Screaming, crying, carrying on the entire time to the car and home. I'm trying to give her some grace with school starting and everything. I know she doesn't do well with change. Also, she had a change in meds so I can see that being an issue. Sunday went better when we went to the pool. I warned her if she had another episode we won't be going next weekend.
Anyway, her new issue is her disrespect to me. She calls me stupid and dumb. Says she hates me, etc.. This has been happening all weekend. It's not very nice and I'll be bringing it up with the ABA therapists on our call today. I'm tired of being the bad guy. Always on her back to do something. Sometimes I'd like J to be that guy sometimes.
