Zero Waste Guilt

As I write this I am just exhausted. I’ve spent most of the day in a veterinary hospital and there were so many temptations involving single-use materials: the Keurig machine and vending machine in the lobby, the basket of snack packs that are very tempting when you haven’t eaten all day and your heart is in pieces and you just really want a fucking cookie.

My dog has cancer. He was diagnosed Saturday…. he had a cough that they thought was kennel cough, it didn’t go away, they tested him and he has lymphoma.

My 6 year old baby is going to die in less than a year.

My world is shattered.

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I’m going to treat him, of course. I’ll do everything for him. I would do that for all my friends and family. I’ll fucking move mountains. And I have to accept that that will create waste. And I have to be okay with that. I have always said that medicine was the exception. I have told thousands of people not to feel guilty about creating waste if it means their health, their family’s health, or their pet’s health…

and yet I can’t help but feel guilty.

That there is a lot of room for improvement in regards to hospitals, medicine and waste… but as die hard as I am about being zero waste, the reason I am zero waste, is because I want to preserve life. That matters more to me than anything. All life. Humans. Animals. I just believe that being zero waste is the best way to do that when you feel powerless. Change starts in the home, so that’s where I started

And Fizzy, my sweet little guy, deserves a chance.

Everyone does.

They deserve several.

So whereas I feel sorry for the waste his treatment will create, I’m not apologetic. Just as I don’t blame the mom who has to give her child bottled water because their tap water isn’t safe…. you do what you do to ensure the survival of your family.

It’s not our fault. It’s the oil industry.

Plastic and fossil fuels are directly linked. Plastic is made from fossil fuels.  And whenever I start to feel guilty, I tell myself this.

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But for now, all I can do is channel my sadness, and honestly, my anger, into something positive: volunteering, petitioning, and anything else distracting and healthy.

Eat as much good food as possible.

Spend as much time with Fizzy as I can.

Cherish every second.

Featured Image:  umibiomedical.com

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