I am deflated. I feel like the universe is against us helping Layla to get better.
Layla is scared of car rides. She's finally just OKAY if she's in her carrier on my lap. If she's in her carrier on a seat alone, she's freaking out, screaming, trying to push her head through the holes and escape to get close to us. Obviously we can't let her do anything close to that behaviour with a bulging disc in her neck. She could completely paralyze herself.
So for now she's on my lap while we drive to work and home. I will not even drive home for Christmas because Scott is not coming, and I will not risk driving with her on a seat alone. She'll hurt herself, I know it. If I can, I will catch a ride and have her on my lap.
Scott just got told that in the next couple of weeks he will be transferred back to his downtown office... downtown with no parking. I will have to drop him off at work and then drive Layla and I back across town to my work. I can't do that. I don't know what to do. I am on the verge of tears. He's been at the other office for a year, why does he have to go back NOW?
