The weight of decision-making

I've been feeling the weight of making all the decisions by myself recently.

Tweaking the meds, what to prioritise, finding a new groomer etc.

 

I need to do some more happy visits at the new groomer but am running out of time before his appointment. I need to book in some more cooperative care sessions to get him to a point where he can see a vet. It feels like a lot to do and there is limited time.

 

I have to hold down a busy full-time job, keep on top of the house and life admin, and organise all my life tasks without leaving the house/whilst George is in daycare.

 

With the medications, it's constantly making decisions on how much (within the range of the advice of course!) and when, and constantly monitoring him for side-effects and behavioural changes.

 

And continuing to work on all the training - separation anxiety, cooperative care, confidence-building. I need to desensitise him to the calming cap, and then when his muzzle arrives, that too.

 

It's one of those times when an extra pair of hands would be appreciated - or even better some more hours in the day!

 

When you're doing it by yourself (and sometimes when you're technically not but in reality you are), the weight of decision-making weighs heavy on some days.

 

When is it best to try the new med(s)? What should I prioritise? Does this seem like a suitable groomer?

 

It would be nice to have shared responsibility sometimes - a problem shared is a problem halved and all that.

 

But I've just got to suck it up and get on with things. I have to be George's advocate. As I've said before, I'm the grown-up in the room!