We awoke this morning with my mind and worries totally focused on my poor baby Rocky. After horrendous results trying to get Rocky to swallow his pills it ended in painful disasters for the both of us. He bit me painfully twice with the second time the worse. He bit hard into my index finger drawing blood and screams from me. I couldn't hold him and with screams from him I could not get any pills into him either. He hadn't eaten all day, was barely drinking water and wouldn't eat the pill pocket treats either. I gave up with tears and a throbbing painful finder and Rocky ran to the bathroom rug where he has taken to sleeping because he can't get up on the furniture to his favourite places nor jump up on my bed. I awoke to no food intake, no pills, not liquid siringe medication taken and called the Vets in tears. Long story short they will take him but not till Monday and keep him overnight for 3 nights for $550 but not until Monday. My brother then called his Vet and he will take Rocky this afternoon and will keep him there for 5 nights to ensure he starts eating, get his meds on time, check to see if the cause might be something other than just the bladder infection for the same cost as my Vet. So when all is said and done my poor little furry love will have cost nearly $900. Shit! My brother and I know we will have to have long and very hard conversations about Rocky. I'm hoping he gets well enough for me to take him too Ottawa when I go for the month to find an apartment. We'll have to play it by ear and day to day. I'm so upset and scared for him and for me of maybe having to give him up.
I called my friend Sue in tears, barely being able to talk I was so upset and scared. Rocky was still trying hard to urinate but only being able to express small amounts of urine filled with blood. I don't know how he did it but he had gotten into my bathroom sink and tried to go there. There were urine spots and blood there as well. Sue said she would be right over. She spent the day here with me helping me keep my mind occupied while I wait for Glen to come take him to his Vets. I am so thankful to Sue for dropping everything to come help me even though she fairly laid up with her knee. We laughed, I cryed, we talked and talked which helped me so very much. We've even decided to have a girls pizza and movie night here tomorrow night. I'm looking so forward to that and I insisted that I will buy the pizza as a small thank you for her help today. Again this will help me stay positive and not feel sad and lonely for my poor kitty cat who will be all alone at the Vets and very traumatized and scared.
Tomorrow morning I'll spend washing all my floors with vinegar and water, empty and clean the walls of the Kitty box and get it ready for Rocky's eventual return, Throw out my bed spread as it is covered in Urin and blood spots, and do whatever else is needed to get everything scrubbed and sanitized. I've had to throw out pillows already that were made for me 4 or 5 years ago out of a duvet skirt that I never used. I'm sure I will end up throwing more stuff out once I really tackle every room tomorrow.
It's beyond obvious were my deep gratitude stands today. With Sue and Glen because they were there for me when I needed them most. Thank you two, your everything to me.
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