I used the "notations" because it seems to me that the cost is the first issue, then figuring out what might be wrong with my old girl is second.
First a tale to raise Bubba into a new light - I am in a carpool, upside pretty set hours, and schedule, down side, no flexibility. So with darling Bubba working closer to home, we spoke Tuesday post scheduling the Wednesday appointment, and he did indeed volunteer! to get Miss Violet to the vet, and I would meet them there. And it worked! He did it - he was on time and life was pretty groovy. He stuck around a while, of course grumping about the expense for not a great ROI (Return on investment). He did go back to work about 4:45, and made it home about 9:00 PM. (we'll get back to THAT in a bit)
So yesterday Miss Violet was at the internist. They reviewed her records, the doctor is aware of her story, as our vet has spoken directly to her, and round and round. Of course by the time I got there Bubba was struggling to answer questions, what drugs is she on, when did he eat last, consistency and regularity of digestive output... he did know what food she ate.. bully Bubba. We got past that, they took another blood pressure, apparently the one Tuesday was on the "mellow side" - as she was on big comfy pillow and almost sleeping, while this one she was forced to sit, no pillow just a towel and not really happy about - this time is was up a bit more... go figure. Still all within normal ranges. So poke and prod, doggie not too happy, then back for some chest x-rays, they had one minor bump, looked like nothing, tech will read CAREFULLY and let us know... probably tomorrow. Miss Violet has a tummy ultrasound Monday afternoon and frankly if I get another "it could be a number of things" we are SO done. Frankly if it's seriously bad news we may still be done... after all she's a big dog and she's 12-13 years old (rescue not 100% sure) plus lessons learned with our beagle... we will make decisions when we have to... and not one minute before. (shaking away the bad ju-ju)
So - Miss Violet is on new pain meds as she's old and has some spinal issues and her hips are going and the one she was on is like aspirin to us -thinning blood and possible internal issues don't mix. Still on antibiotics so that is helping with the anemia and tonight I am grateful that I don't have to visit a vet - and I'm sure so is Violet. I am however, grateful both dogs happily eat peanut butter! smother pill(s) in creamy peanut butter stick out finger and it's gone in a matter of moments. Twice a day, and make sure the washable throw rug is under Shelby when you twist off the peanut butter jar.. that turns her into Hooch of the drool-y water fountain.
As I was leaving the big animal hospital last night the big guy above reminded me in his subtle way how truly lucky I am! As we were coming out, out came dog her head all completely twisted like looking sideways at something to the side, and her back legs weren't working at all... it took her owner and a tech to get her outside and I looked down at my tired girl with her white face and said thank you for the small blessings I've got.
Loaded up, headed home, Shelby on full bark alert and seriously ticked at being put OUTSIDE when it was raining. She so doesn't like that idea. Inside, fed, watered, loved, changed my clothes actually cooked dinner, ate it and was enjoying my time with the remote. Of course pop goes the Zen when Bubba calls about 8:45 PM wanting to know what I was doing and would I feed him dinner. I'm enjoying my evening, and it's on the stove, put it in a bowl and have it pumpkin. Of course he gets home and asks me if I've gotten the mail - frankly I hadn't thought about it until he asked... so the answer was No. Of course then darling Bubba MUST go back out into the rain go get the mail because life will be over if he doesn't check. And in a fist bump to the big guy - there was nothing in there.. which makes him even more nuts. LOL... I shouldn't but still... we'll discuss his mail thing later. So he heads up stairs and asks me to make him dinner - i.e. put it in a bowl and hot it up... as I remind him to say please I stupidly go up stairs and do it!!! I don't know what's wrong with me either!!! But its better than listening to him bitch and whine for 30 minutes because poor pampered Bubba had to server himself dinner.. (yes it's happened before). So I loaded up, set in microwave, and told him "its in the mic!" He got himself put together and it was all good.
Of course as I grumbled my way to the bathroom at 5:00 AM in the morning no less - there he lay snoring and taking my pillow.. I think the first good snow Shelby will have to come up and show him how cold it is outside - with a snow covered doggie paw... (insert evil grin here!)
Today work has been busy, and that's good, tomorrow will be semi-busy and that's ok too... weekend is booked with girl's group day and a quiet Sunday - still debating who to cheer for in terms of football... definitely will probably be a Texan fan for a few hours... as far as a Denver fan.... well have you see that new undies ad with a half nikked Tim Tebow? Serious hotty... if you're not a happily married woman of 20 plus years. (cough)
Still want to see him go down in flames... is that wrong?
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