You are so right, Coll - the key is being part of a group that cares in a meaningful way - it is easy to be part of a group, but maybe not so easy to find a truly caring group. I have to include family groups in this because my co-workers were full of uncaring family stories as well - a husband who off with his friends instead of staying with his young family, a young man who didn't clean the driveway for his mother, who came home after a 20-hour shift and literally got stuck in a snowdrift and had to call 911 from her own front yard. Not just bosses and landlords, although I have harsh enough words for mine. At times like this I wonder what it would be like if my own father were still alive. He would be quite old by now, but he was always such a hard worker and so caring. Would he still be taking care of everyone else? I am glad we did not face any really serious situations at our little hospital that would have been life-or-death - transport was impossible for about 24 hours, and luckily we did not have any sick babies or acute cardiac situations. So that is good.
The cats are so glad I am home, they are all over me all of the time. It is hard to get anything done. Even Slim Cat, who is not a lap-sitter, is vying for lap time along with BW Cat, who is a lap-sitter extraordinaire.