The Big Boss wasn't in today, and did not respond to my e-mail from yesterday, but I did not hear anything further about a write-up (and Nasty Manager WAS working today). Also, Nasty Manager was...nice. So I don't know whether someone said something to her, or maybe she ran over an entire family of fluffy ducklings on her way to work, or what, but it was pretty unnerving and everything feels unresolved with that.
Meanwhile, I canceled Hotter's appointment tomorrow with Transplant, because apparently there is now Ebola at Local Teaching Hospital, and while I am sure they are taking all precautions I just don't feel like an immune-suppressed transplant patient and Ebola belong in the same building. Okay, it turns out that the patient at Local Teaching Hospital does NOT have Ebola, so I feel silly. Maybe we'll still go in and just see if they'll see him?
In other news, Bumpus's eye had initially gotten better with Cipro drops, then got worse again as soon as we stopped using them, then improved with further treatment, then got WAY worse and is now oozing green stuff and totally freaking disgusting. I found a tube of erythromycin eye ointment in the medicine cabinet and have started using that in the eye, but I am starting to think there must be a foreign body in it or something (I can't see anything in there, but then I am not a professional), because otherwise I would think all the antibiotics would have done something by now (plus it's just the one eye). It's bad enough that I was going to try and get him to the vet, but then yesterday happened and I lost income, and now we're flat-fucking broke again and I have no time.
I'm really, really tired.