Turned away from it all, like a blind man
What a day...
Cleo's at the emergency vet clinic right now. This morning she wasn't herself acting like she couldn't see anything and walking in circles... it was scary, she didn't seem to be able to see or hear and was really disoriented... Her head kept swinging back and forth like a snake, looking at nothing... she didn't seem to recognize us, and was obviously scared... our regular vet was overflowing and understaffed this weekend so we were rerouted to the emergency vet. Her blood sugar was really low, and she should stablize overnight with the IV and everything... we were warned about diabetic coma, this was something we weren't expecting... my poor baby, Karen and I were both in tears we were so worried... We thought she was blind... like for good, blind... her nose has never been the best and her hearing's been a bit off for a long while, so losing her sight no wonder she was scared... but she's not, she squinted at the light and was starting to follow movement and recognize things again before we left... Apparently, she didn't get enough food in her before the insulin this morning. I was half asleep, and feel unbelievably guilty... from here on in, if she doesn't eat a lot more before her shot, she gets half the dose or none at all. Blood sugars being off do crazy things, and it breaks my heart that I can't explain it to her...
Right before we saw her acting strangely, we were preparing to visit a certified used car lot to just take a look and get a feel for things. So thankfully we were ready to go out right there and then. We started to take her out to the bus, but... it was 106 degrees out. All 3 of us were hit hard by it as soon as we stepped outside, so we ended up calling a cab to get her to the clinic. The driver was very sympathetic, and said he has a dog who's deaf and practically blind but is still trucking and doing well. I'm still grateful that Cleo isn't... she was so scared. Is still scared, no doubt... my poor baby...
After the vet, we figured since we needed to head up that way anyway we took the bus up to the used car place anyway. Poor sales guy... we were still in a state and not the happy excited car shoppers I'm sure he's used to getting. He was a very genuine honest guy, which we know due to all Karen's research and we have our eye on the Toyota Corrolla as very likely the best deal for us. We're not ready to get a car right now, though the hotter things get the more we need one. We can barely handle it anymore, let alone the animals. The kind of heat where after about 5 minutes, even with a water bottle, you start to feel ill. I mean, 100+ in freaking May. We weren't going to put Cleo through the bus, and we're not going to when we pick her up either. Taxi it is... ugh, everything's so expensive. *sighs* We'll figure it out but still... geez.
On the way home, we did end up missing the last bus though we didn't realize it. We and another guy waiting at the bus stop split a cab to get home. Poor guy from California was stunned at how awful our public trans was, and also very weirded off that you cannot and do not hail a cab in Phoenix. You have to call the cab company.
So tired and worried and awake too... it's hard to sleep. Karen says it feels really weird and wrong without Cleo here. Truer words. I realize just how ancient she is, but I still burst into tears at the very thought of losing her... physically or mentally... we've been through so much together. Hopefully she'll be back to her old self tomorrow...
Cleo's at the emergency vet clinic right now. This morning she wasn't herself acting like she couldn't see anything and walking in circles... it was scary, she didn't seem to be able to see or hear and was really disoriented... Her head kept swinging back and forth like a snake, looking at nothing... she didn't seem to recognize us, and was obviously scared... our regular vet was overflowing and understaffed this weekend so we were rerouted to the emergency vet. Her blood sugar was really low, and she should stablize overnight with the IV and everything... we were warned about diabetic coma, this was something we weren't expecting... my poor baby, Karen and I were both in tears we were so worried... We thought she was blind... like for good, blind... her nose has never been the best and her hearing's been a bit off for a long while, so losing her sight no wonder she was scared... but she's not, she squinted at the light and was starting to follow movement and recognize things again before we left... Apparently, she didn't get enough food in her before the insulin this morning. I was half asleep, and feel unbelievably guilty... from here on in, if she doesn't eat a lot more before her shot, she gets half the dose or none at all. Blood sugars being off do crazy things, and it breaks my heart that I can't explain it to her...
Right before we saw her acting strangely, we were preparing to visit a certified used car lot to just take a look and get a feel for things. So thankfully we were ready to go out right there and then. We started to take her out to the bus, but... it was 106 degrees out. All 3 of us were hit hard by it as soon as we stepped outside, so we ended up calling a cab to get her to the clinic. The driver was very sympathetic, and said he has a dog who's deaf and practically blind but is still trucking and doing well. I'm still grateful that Cleo isn't... she was so scared. Is still scared, no doubt... my poor baby...
After the vet, we figured since we needed to head up that way anyway we took the bus up to the used car place anyway. Poor sales guy... we were still in a state and not the happy excited car shoppers I'm sure he's used to getting. He was a very genuine honest guy, which we know due to all Karen's research and we have our eye on the Toyota Corrolla as very likely the best deal for us. We're not ready to get a car right now, though the hotter things get the more we need one. We can barely handle it anymore, let alone the animals. The kind of heat where after about 5 minutes, even with a water bottle, you start to feel ill. I mean, 100+ in freaking May. We weren't going to put Cleo through the bus, and we're not going to when we pick her up either. Taxi it is... ugh, everything's so expensive. *sighs* We'll figure it out but still... geez.
On the way home, we did end up missing the last bus though we didn't realize it. We and another guy waiting at the bus stop split a cab to get home. Poor guy from California was stunned at how awful our public trans was, and also very weirded off that you cannot and do not hail a cab in Phoenix. You have to call the cab company.
So tired and worried and awake too... it's hard to sleep. Karen says it feels really weird and wrong without Cleo here. Truer words. I realize just how ancient she is, but I still burst into tears at the very thought of losing her... physically or mentally... we've been through so much together. Hopefully she'll be back to her old self tomorrow...