I didn't kill the cat after all
What a topsy turvy day. I went to work later than normal and came home unexpectedly early. I prepared a lecture that I didn’t give and got a delivery that I wasn’t expecting.
It all started with me giving the wrong cat 0.09ml of Insulin. How on earth did I do that? I’ve been giving the right cat daily injections for the last 4 years, thats about 1500 shots and I haven’t once, not even remotely, tried to give it to any cat but the right cat (we have 3 cats).
I stayed at home an extra hour to check that he didn’t go hypo-glycemic, tried to give him sweet things that he’d normally go wild about but, of course, today was showing absolutely no interest in. So I went to work.
Had a meeting over in the Medical School and, somehow, the issue of medical errors came up. “Funny you should mention that” says I… upshot was that as soon as the meeting was over I jumped in the car and came home.
When I got home, I made a few calls and cancelled my afternoon lecture, promising to put my slides and extended notes on the course web page. Then found out- via that wonder of wonders, the good old WWW * – that the lovely Viewsonic LCD that I ordered 2 days ago had been put on the local delivery van, my carefully planned 3 day delivery had just become 2 days. So, two hours later I was setting up my new screen and editing the final slides of my lecture on it.
*So Tim, I heard your concerns about the future of your invention on Radio4 this morning, RELAX, everything will be fine.
Anyway, MDW came home in a good mood after I told her that I didn’t kill the cat after all.