My Gyp is sick. Sparing details, let's just say her GI tract has shut down to a very slow crawl. She has been hanging out with my fabulous vet, who has been nothing but understanding and tolerant of my medical knowledge.....which leaves me on the verge of fearing for the worst, asking too many questions, and taking matters into my own hands. For example, he wanted me to leave her overnight at the vet office. Not in this life time! They leave at 6 and are not back until 7:45 the next morning. Instead, I begged him, and reminded him that I am a retired RN, and then gave the over thinkers 10,000 reasons why she would be better off at home with me. Me, who will sleep next to her crate and check her every 2 hours. Me, who can run an IV very nicely thank you!
So Gyp is home!
I had to get creative and use the coat rack...up on a chair to get the height for the drip rate....for the IV pole! It works....
Tomorrow she goes back for a day at the spa......she is slated for a scope and exploratory surgery. Her symptoms are indicative of a blockage or foreign body but the barium, x-rays, and ultrasound don't show anything other than a GI tract that is barely moving.
The outpouring of support from friends has been much appreciated. Friends help keep me grounded and reign in my imagination. Tomorrow is a new.....
Seize the Day!
Spot March 2017; Listening; Hearing
15 hours ago