Waiting is just not in my skill set.
I finally did get to sleep last night only to wake up at 1:15 and realize I had not gotten the call that they were taking Biggie into surgery. And that was because my phone was on Do Not Disturb. FUCK! I turned it on and was just back asleep when they did call at 2:10 to say he was going in.
And then, of course, I could not get back to sleep except I finally did. They called back at 4:15 with the report.
The other two times, they were able to get the things he ate out from his stomach. But, this time, they had to cut into his intestines. She said that she was not happy with how his intestines looked. It could be from just inflammation caused by the piece of plastic or it could be from something else. She's sent off for biopsy. We might know Friday but, more likely, Monday.
Healing from intestinal surgery is a little more difficult than his last two times but so far, so good. She wants to get him off the iv pain meds to oral pain meds and make sure he's eating before he can dome home so that might be tomorrow. She said the first 3 - 5 days are when he is most likely to suffer problems. So it will be Sunday before he's really out of the woods.
For now, he's good and in good hands.
I could not get back to sleep so I just got up. But I skipped the treadmill. I might get on it later and I might not. I might go back to sleep and I might not.
It's just really weird not having him here. Also there are a lot of noises in this house. When he's here, I just blame them on him. When he's not, it's kind of creepy. I have lived alone for a really long time. Really long time. But yesterday, waiting in that vet's office was one of the first times I ever remember feeling alone. I really would have loved to have had someone to lean on/share with. It was a very odd feeling for me to have. And not one I liked. Happily it is gone.
Now I just have to wait again. Until afternoon when I can call. I so hope I can go get him today. I do need to fix the house. At least this time he will not have a small friend to tempt him into trouble, like before. I need pull his tree down. I think I'll lay it on its side as well as the other furniture out on the terrace. No sense in tempting him. And put away stuff like his tunnel and Stickie. (He has his old non-stick stickie with him.)
I have other chores to do today, too. So enough to keep me busy.
On the up side, for some weird reason, my investments made a ton of money yesterday. (Probably the vaccine and the election and sun spots.) which is excellent because this little veterinarian Christmas present is going to cost a bundle plus more for after care. I may have to change Biggie's name to Million Dollar Cat!
I finally did get to sleep last night only to wake up at 1:15 and realize I had not gotten the call that they were taking Biggie into surgery. And that was because my phone was on Do Not Disturb. FUCK! I turned it on and was just back asleep when they did call at 2:10 to say he was going in.
And then, of course, I could not get back to sleep except I finally did. They called back at 4:15 with the report.
The other two times, they were able to get the things he ate out from his stomach. But, this time, they had to cut into his intestines. She said that she was not happy with how his intestines looked. It could be from just inflammation caused by the piece of plastic or it could be from something else. She's sent off for biopsy. We might know Friday but, more likely, Monday.
Healing from intestinal surgery is a little more difficult than his last two times but so far, so good. She wants to get him off the iv pain meds to oral pain meds and make sure he's eating before he can dome home so that might be tomorrow. She said the first 3 - 5 days are when he is most likely to suffer problems. So it will be Sunday before he's really out of the woods.
For now, he's good and in good hands.
I could not get back to sleep so I just got up. But I skipped the treadmill. I might get on it later and I might not. I might go back to sleep and I might not.
It's just really weird not having him here. Also there are a lot of noises in this house. When he's here, I just blame them on him. When he's not, it's kind of creepy. I have lived alone for a really long time. Really long time. But yesterday, waiting in that vet's office was one of the first times I ever remember feeling alone. I really would have loved to have had someone to lean on/share with. It was a very odd feeling for me to have. And not one I liked. Happily it is gone.
Now I just have to wait again. Until afternoon when I can call. I so hope I can go get him today. I do need to fix the house. At least this time he will not have a small friend to tempt him into trouble, like before. I need pull his tree down. I think I'll lay it on its side as well as the other furniture out on the terrace. No sense in tempting him. And put away stuff like his tunnel and Stickie. (He has his old non-stick stickie with him.)
I have other chores to do today, too. So enough to keep me busy.
On the up side, for some weird reason, my investments made a ton of money yesterday. (Probably the vaccine and the election and sun spots.) which is excellent because this little veterinarian Christmas present is going to cost a bundle plus more for after care. I may have to change Biggie's name to Million Dollar Cat!
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Date: 2020-12-16 03:16 pm (UTC)And then I remember the value of living near services that only economies of scale can bring - like emergency vet options that net you a really good one with backups.
I'm so grateful.
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Date: 2020-12-16 03:16 pm (UTC)Glad you were able to get him in and that they've been able to clear it. Poor buddy I hope his healing goes smoothly and he comes back home and decides to stop eating random shit.
Glad you aren't feeling alone. I'm always a call/text/tweet away if you decide you need to bend an ear.
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Date: 2020-12-16 04:32 pm (UTC)Thinking of you... <3
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Date: 2020-12-16 05:35 pm (UTC)Give him lots of cuddles and kisses from me, as soons as he's back with you.
Please know, that you're not alone while he's still recovering.... We're here for you. ^_^
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Date: 2020-12-16 08:30 pm (UTC)Fingers crossed and positive thoughts and good, healing energies sent your and Biggie's way.
*{{{hugs}}}*
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Date: 2020-12-17 12:59 am (UTC)And for Biggie too. We love Biggie.
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