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16 November 2008 @ 09:19 pm
Les Semaines November 16: Work and a Sad Farewell  
At last, the third and final big work stress event is done: the PhD program I work for had its fifth-year review site visit over Thursday and Friday. It made for a long week.

A funny work week: Monday, a dental check up so I was a few hours late for work; Tuesday, the Veteran's Remembrance Day holiday; Wednesday, a morning-long meeting with Graduate School updates; Thursday, the site visit team started their meetings; Friday, my meeting with them and their report.

Thursday I had to be there the entire day in case anyone needed me. The only thing they ended up asking for was someone to lock the door at the end of the day, so it felt like I was hanging around for nothing, and didn't leave until well after 6:00 pm. I'm sure that's no big deal with most people, but I usually leave at 12:30, 1:30 on Thursdays because of the colloquium. I was going to have to stay nearly as long on Friday, but they decided other people could cover, which I greatly appreciated as I hadn't had much sleep.

On Thursday night, just as we were getting ready for bed, Devin called: she'd found her sugar glider, Rhonda, in a bad way in one of the pouches. We got dressed and raced over there. It was clear that Rhonda didn't have long and there was no point taking her to the emergency vet.

So Devin just held her until she died. I don't think it was even an hour. It was painfully sad to watch, but seemed like a lovely death. Rhonda seemed content to be held where she could feel Devin's heartbeat and clutch her finger. She seemed comfortable and not in any pain, and just ready to go. I'm so glad about that.

Rhonda was a sweetheart. She was nervous of me, but willing to settled down when I carried her. I remember once going shopping for paint with her sleeping in my bra. The people at the store were making a fuss over a cute dog and I thought how much of a fuss they would make over Rhonda, but I decided to let her sleep on.

It's going to be strange without her, and poor Reuben (who probably her brother and maybe a littermate--we don't know, they were rescues) will miss her, too. It's horrible for Devin, of course.

Bye, Rhonda. Thank you. You were a sweet, sweet girl.

For my week's listening, reading, writing, and retrospective journal, See Les Semaines.
 
 
 
meredithsmoemeth on November 17th, 2008 05:45 am (UTC)
Thursday was a bad day for furry companions, it seems... :(
Neile Grahamneile on November 17th, 2008 07:04 am (UTC)
Sadly, yes. My sympathies, meth.
Sherwood Smithsartorias on November 17th, 2008 02:06 pm (UTC)
I'm so sorry.
Neile Grahamneile on November 17th, 2008 05:04 pm (UTC)
Thanks, Sherwood.
Chris Furst: aghast clowntheclownhunt on November 17th, 2008 02:43 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry to hear this. Was this one of the gliders you brought to class in 2005?
Neile Grahamneile on November 17th, 2008 05:05 pm (UTC)
Yes. Rhonda came in with Reuben and Alvin.
E.C. Myers: Sad giantecmyers on November 17th, 2008 04:39 pm (UTC)
Oh no! Poor Rhonda. I'm glad she had company through that.
Neile Grahamneile on November 17th, 2008 05:07 pm (UTC)
She seemed very glad of Devin, and held onto her finger.
wojwojsvenwoj on November 18th, 2008 03:05 am (UTC)
wow, thursday was a rough day for our animal friends, it seems. my sympathy for rhonda's passing.