I just wanted to share my trauma of yesterday.
This is the entry I put in my online journal:
I'm keeping her confined to a dog crate with a little bed, litter box, and food...although she WONT eat and I have to crush up her medicine, put it in tuna water and force it in her with a syringe.
I really need a hug.
This is the entry I put in my online journal:
And then today's entry:Oh my.
So Patrick leaves for work, yada yada, I write that entry about cleaning and packing.
I start cleaning the room and put on a movie on the computer to watch while I'm cleaning and packing up the bedroom.
Well Sophie (who has done this a million times before and we always discourage it) got up on the air conditioner that was still in the window. This is all ironic since yesterday was the day I planned on taking out that air conditioner.
So in the blink of an eye, I don't even see nor hear it happen, the side panel that you pull over to block out the air gives out and Sophie falls three flights down onto cement.
I had no idea this happened because I didn't hear a thing.
I just started hearing these deep horrible meows so I'm looking for Sophie in the house and she's not in here. I get this strangeing feeling (a mother's instinct) and RIPPPP the air conditioner out of the window, probably breaking it, and look down and there she is all twisted and crying.
I runnnn down the stairs and pick her up and she's screaming and howling in pain.
She couldn't walk and everytime she moved she was in so much pain.
I started crying hysterically and called patrick to come home immediately, he had JUST gotten to work at 9:15.
So I call every vet in the area and was recommended to take her to the Rhode Island Veterinary hospital because they have all the equiptment if she needs surgery.
The poor thing was in SO much pain for over an hour....as soon as we got there, they shot her up with pain meds then had to sedate her to do x-rays and exams.
She broke her back leg and dislocated her hip. The doctor said if I had gotten her there any later she would have needed surgery.
So we discharge her around 3ish and bring her home...I try to give her the pain meds prescribed and she starts foaming at the mouth. Then she panics and jumps and her cast comes off. It's very difficult to keep cats tied up in casts apparently.
Soooooooo, we had to drive back (this place is 30-45 minutes away mind you) and she had to be put under again, realigned and taped up again.
Total cost: $700+ and that isn't including the follow-up visits and such.
This is not including the follow-up visits we need to make.
Now, I had very special plans for my saved up money. Remember how I was talking about how I saved up money and I was proud and happy that I could finally get some stuff I needed? Well yeah.
There goes that.
I mean, money doesn't mean anything, at least my baby is ok. She's in so much pain and she fights me everytime I try to give her medicine. She's not eating or drinking water, which means if this continues we have to go back to the vet hospital and she needs to be put on an IV again.
It's the worst thing watching her struggle to just turn around and howl in pain.
ALSO, all my savings I had in a bank account down in my hometown in Massachusetts in my grandmother's name (safety reasons, I'm sure you can guess why). So we had to drive down to Taunton...and while we were down there, the #1 apartment I want to get called us to come in for an interview.
Soooo, we went in for the interview, things are looking pretty good, we'll find out for sure after today then goes the rest of my money for first and last.
So I had over $3500 saved just a week ago(you all know how poor I am and how I'm struggling to get out of here and get furniture and stuff) and now........gah!
But anyway, so that's my story, I hope we get a good news call today about that apartment. Please say a little prayer for me, I need to get the heck out of Rhode Island.
And say a little prayer for my little Sophie. She's (well he, but you know what I mean) is in *SO* much pain and has to be confined to this tiny locked in space for two weeks at least.
I hope there are no further complications, when we go back in a few days they'll determine if she needs surgery.
I wanted to share that horror.Sophie's cast came off again.
We might have to go back again tonight and she'll have to be put under again to reattatch it.
IMHO they should not keep charging me everytime we bring her in, if they did it right the first time, it wouldn't keeping falling.
Ok so I have to bring her in Thursday. Patrick is not going to be thrilled about this at alllllllll.
My poor baby.
I just gave her her pain meds again and they make her foam at the mouth and she's not eating or drinking.
GARGH!!!
I'm keeping her confined to a dog crate with a little bed, litter box, and food...although she WONT eat and I have to crush up her medicine, put it in tuna water and force it in her with a syringe.
I really need a hug.
