One of my babies is sick. Yesterday Petey started vomiting in the afternoon. Pretty soon he couldn't keep water down. Then it was his dinner, which was a bland diet of boiled meat and white rice. Pretty soon, we were off to the Emergency Animal Clinic. We (Petey and I) arrived about 7:20pm at the emergency place. Hubby joined us about 9pm. At 10pm, it was determined that we didn't really know what was causing Petey's pain, but he needed to stay there for the night. So, we left him there. That was tough.
This morning we got up to go get him. The emergency place is only open from 4pm-8am so we had to get him out of there by 8am. So, we picked him up where they informed us that he had continued to wretch most of the night. We transferred him to his normal vet's office then. It worked out that one of the vets from our normal vet's was also working the 12-8am shift at the emergency place. So, Petey will have the same doctor taking care of him from last night, through today.
Currently we are waiting for news from the Vet's office. They are going to take some X-rays and run some more tests. At this point no one is overly sure what is wrong. I did just call the vet's office though, and he hasn't thrown up since 5am. That is a start!
This is tough. I don't think either one of us is okay right now. We both love him so very much. This little hiccup makes us realize that he isn't going to live forever, and that we are closer to the end of his life now, then the beginning. These are the times when I ask myself, 'why did I ever open my heart to this creature in the first place?'
I love my little Peteyman and I really hope he pulls through okay....
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