(here's the cat wishing she could go out, and the dog wishing she could come in...the proverbial grass is always greener...)
Gali's been barfing and having diarrhea on and off for the past few weeks. She didn't do it every day, so we waited to take her to the vet. But since she's not been getting better, I finally took her yesterday. Spent over an hour there, first of all. And to add insult to infernal waiting, she pooped on my shoe and got blood on my pants (from when they took blood from her to test).
Turns out, she had several different bacteria (and I'm assuming they are not the good types) in her poop (nothing like carrying a bag of runny poop around with you to the vet's; accessorizes very well with my purse). So, she's on 2 different medications for the diarrhea to begin with. Then, they asked if I wanted her to be tested for heartworms. What the hey, they may as well run a battery of tests while I'm having such fun hanging out in the waiting room picking ticks off the dog.
The bloodwork results came back - only took 10 minutes, what's another 10 minutes when you've been there an hour already - and apparently, she's got 3 other different things going on, 2 of which are heartworms and Lyme Disease. So, now, she has 2 other medications to take (and I have to wait until after the diarrhea medicine to give the other ones to her). All this on top of her Frontline Plus, which apparently isn't completely effective for keeping ticks off of her.
For the privilege of spending all that time at the vet's, plus having poop and blood on me, we get to pay a $150+ bill. Oh boy!
"To be conscious that you are ignorant is a great step to knowledge." ~ Benjamin Disraeli (1804 - 1881)
