Mar 08, 2007 11:30
My poor cat. Thanks to an interction between some meds, we ended up rushing him to the emergency vet (yes, there are ERs for pets) at midnight on Monday. I won't get into the gross details. After 24 hours of vet care, he's starting to bounce back...he knocked everything off the top of the fridge at 4am and started a wrestling match with our other cat at 7am, which are all good signs. He's still kind of weak & tired though, and looks rather pathetic. They had to put him on IV, so he has this shaved area on his forearm. My boy says that it looks like a buffalo wing that someone took a bite out of (black cat w/ white undercoat, so it's a lot different in color).
So, when people told me that I looked really tired this week, and I tell those people why, the response from everyone with kids is "you think that's bad, wait until you have kids!". Yeah, ok, I get it. You don't need to tell me this everytime I have a sick pet. I remember my own childhood; I was sick and/or injured a lot and spent a lot of time making my parents worry. I know that it's twice as hard to have kids. The thing that bothers me most is the condesending way some people say it. Just because I don't have a small human to look after doesn't mean my worries are inferior to yours. I don't have kids, I have cats. They're my kids right now. I'm allowed to be upset and worry about every little weird thing they do after I take them to the ER. I'm allowed to have a friend babysit the cat the day after he gets home from the vet if I have to go somewhere, just in case he has a relapse. And I'm allowed to mourn just as much in the event that the pet passes (he didn't, I'm just saying this from expereince).