Lots of Bad Luck

[nekosensei]

Today definitely qualified as a bad day. Things were going well until I was just about ready to leave for work. I walked upstairs and noticed that cosettemonster was limping again. And, yet again, she was favoring the back paw that has a chipped bone in it. This morning she was walking around normally (she started getting better a few days after she first injured it), but now she looks like she's back at square one. She must have strained it again jumping up on something. I asked doomsey to check on her and give the cats some food before he went to anime night, and he noticed that she was hiding behind the couch. He said that he had to poke her to get her out so she could have some food. Hiding is not a good sign. It means that she's not feeling well. Tonight, when I got home, she came out from behind the sofa to greet me (because I'm her mommie). I gave her her pill (aren't I nice?) and then gave her a little bit of food since she's supposed to eat with the medication. I talked to emygination this evening, and she said that I should leave a message with the vet and see whether she wants us to wait a few days to see if she gets better or to bring her in again. I really worried that she's going to have to have surgery. I'm going to be a basket case if it's determined that that's what she needs.

The day goes downhill from there. I ended up leaving later than what I wanted for work because I wanted to make sure things were okay with cosettemonster before I left. As I said, I noticed she was having problems right before I was supposed to go. Next, I'm on the expressway and some idiot leaves a large plastic bag fall out of their car or truck. It drifted into my lane, but I couldn't avoid it since there were cars on either side of me. I thought it was going to end up stuck under my car and that my car would smell like burnt plastic for the next couple of weeks (that happened to me several years ago). What happened was that the stupid bag ended up wound around my side mirror so that I couldn't see out of the goddamn thing to change lanes. I tried to open up the window to remove it while I was on the expressway, but the damn bag started flapping in the window, and I was afraid it was going to start flapping in my face and obscure my vision if I opened the thing any more. That was even more dangerous so I closed the window and put up with the goddamn bag until I got off the expressway (I'll tell you...other cars were leaving me a lot of room!). Then, I stopped and took the damn bag off. I still have it in my car if you want a souvenir! Actually...scratch that...I think I'm going to light a fire and burn it.

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Comments

[feren.livejournal.com]

Here's hoping that something will help your Cosettemonster get better soon without making you bankrupt in the process. It's so hard to watch our little four-legged kids hurt.

[nekosensei.livejournal.com]

The thing is that I'm not too terribly worried about the money. I'm more stressed out by the fact that, if they have to do surgery, she's going to be put under anesthesia. She's an 11 year old cat (going on 12) and, when they get up there in age, they don't always come out of it. She's also overweight, which complicates things with leg injuries and surgeries. emygination told me to not worry about the anathesia thing, but still... That and, as you said, I don't like to see my pets hurting. And I'm worried about how long it's going to take her to recover...