Hi everyone,
I know it's been a while since my last update. I had a very scary time of it yesterday and today. As I think I told you, Friday I was in the ER all day with my dad, who they said had a mini stroke, and also had a more severe stroke this past year sometime that we did not know about.
Well yesterday around 4PM or 5PM I started to have the most unimaginable pain on my right side of my middle back. The pain came in waves, it would ache intensely for a long time and then slowly dissipate. Then it would start again. I thought I would pass out a couple of times from the pain. This morning when I awoke the pain started again in earnest, and I felt I could not function anymore with so much pain. I felt like I needed to go to the ER.
I didn't know what to do. We have no friends or family close by, no community, my 90 yo father with two strokes and dementia could not take care of himself or Muffin and especially not Cassie. I was beside myself.
I didn't go into the ER and eventually the pain subsided and I was relieved, but I have to find out what is wrong with me (I thought it might be kidney stones or my colitis acting up) and what if there is a next time? It scared me silly.
So I interviewed a home health agency to take care of my dad. So in an emergency, he would be cared for. But what about my babies? What do I do? The agency said they could do dog care, and maybe they could do Muffin as she is pretty easy, but definitely not Cassie. She is too fragile and too much work for a home care person. She would die, I know it. I was beside myself with worry, but then my Vet told me that if there was a problem, maybe we could work something out with Cassie.
But what about Muffin? She is so attached to me, and I worry so much about both of them. Does anyone have any similar problems? What do you do? I need some advice because I cannot be without a plan.
My Vet was trying to reach me after I texted her about what was going on, and after she tried to call a few times and could not get me in, she called the Police to do a Welfare Check because she was worried about me. (I was sleeping because I was up a good part of the night before and didn't hear the phone, and then we had to go to the bank or our checks would have bounced, so we weren't home for awhile.)
Anyway, even though she said we could work it out, I'm not sure about what that would mean or anything. So it's been an exhausting day.
Cassie is doing well. The only worry is her eating. She still has not gotten her appetite back. There are times, like tonight- she will lick a few capfuls of baby food off the lid, or I grind up Costco white meat chicken and she will eat several handfuls of that. I have a harder time getting her to eat her regular food, even with turkey gravy, parmesan cheese sprinkled on, or powdered liver treats. She continues to sleep a lot very peacefully, in my arms or on my chest.
Her bottle of Viagra is almost gone! I am amazed. I kept wondering, where did all the viagra go? The bottle is small and dark with a white label covering most of it, so I could not see the contents. But lately as I fill the syringe and turn the bottle upside down, I can see then end of the serum. And it was only a week ago, on the 17th I got the bottle. It was $38-WOW. I hope they're not going to give me her meds a week at a time. I was thinking this was going to be long term, so I better go call my pet insurance to see if her meds are covered.
Anyway, I've taken enough of your time.
Light and Love to all,
Shellie
