Poor Gizmo

As I wrote in a previous post, my very small Chihuahua was attacked by a bunch of big dogs. I finally was able to take him to the vet today after the owners guy friend talked her into paying for the office visit. Turns out he has a puncture wound in his chest and broken ribs. Well, first the vet said broken ribs, the he said  that he was crushed. Gizmo still don't want to eat or drink anything. Tonight I fed him runny canned cat food with a baby spoon and water with a med syringe. he also has to take antibiotics twice a day and pain meds once a day. I am still very angry about the whole thing. And i had to call the friend of mine up this morning and tell him if his friend wasn't here in an hour to pick up her mutts I was calling animal control. They should have been picked up by 8 last night. Instead they barked all night and I had to go outside at three this morning to lock them back in the gate. They just kept getting out. I'm guessing that anyone in this situation would be upset, but with the way my mind works, I began having some really mean thoughts about things Id like to do. Part of my disorder causes me to over react to things, so I am always left wondering if I am being bipolar or if I have good reason to be so pissed. I don't trust my own thoughts and emotions sometimes. I don't know what normal is. How about you? Do you have trouble telling the difference between reacting and overreacting? Leave me your thoughts.