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Bringing Anna to the veterinarian is always a challenge for me. I actually hate going, because it feels like such a dirty place. It's really not. In fact, as vet hospitals go, this one is really quite clean looking and clean smelling. But still.
My little Anna has been under the weather for a few weeks. We suspect that her advanced age (15) is the culprit. Just to be safe, though, I took her in for a check. Unfortunately, at that same time, there was another animal that required emergency care. Between that, and Anna's blood-work, urinalysis, and x-ray, our appointment lasted longer than an hour and a half. This is a problem because it has been literally years since I've sat in a chair at the vet's office.
After about an hour of waiting in the exam room, my legs were really getting tired. Considering my last post on motivation, and also keeping in mind my fellow bloggers that continue working hard to fight their issues, I decided that it was time for me to sit in a chair at the vet's. So I did it. Guess what? As usual, it ended up being no big deal. Once I made the decision to do it, the difficult part was really over. In addition, I forced myself to hug Anna normally after the appointment even though I was afraid that she was somewhat contaminated too.
One more tiny victory.