Midnight-thirty addendum to my evening...
Jul. 20th, 2006 12:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
draggonlaadySo at 11:00, I get tired of waiting for Cheapskate and/or Dingbat to call back, and start getting ready for bed. Right on cue, Cheapskate calls--Twitchy is vomiting now, and she's getting really worried, can she bring him in? Sure! I'd be more than happy to forsake sleeping so as to come tend the problem that's been ongoing for over 24 hours but is now suddenly an emergency. Absolutely...but we're going whole hog on this, no half-measures because we're tired! IV catheter, fluids, bloodwork, antibiotics, anti-emetics, and the dog's staying with us until it can hold down oral medications, so bring your check book, honey! No, no, I did not actually say that to her. She did tell me that her "kids' father" will be paying for everything since the dog got sick at his house.
Called my tech back in, 'cuz it's only fair that if I have to get dressed again so does she, put a catheter in the dog and went through the basic toxin vs infection speil, got permission for bloodwork, got a cel number to call when the blood's been run. So when the blood's been run, I call the cel--and get a kid, who asks if Twitchy (who, by the way, wasn't really twitching, and I couldn't get a really good explanation from Cheapskate as to why she told me it was), can go home now. I tell him no, the dog will have to stay at least the night, is your mom there? "Well, yeah, but we're at the hospital right now..." some fumbling and talking in the back ground and eventually a man picks up the phone. Seems this is the "kids' father" whom Cheapskate has not explained anything to--so I start all over with the toxin vs. infection spiel, relate the blood work results, the plan, the dog's current condition, refrained from asking why the 10 year old is still awake at midnight.
Came home and am planning on going to sleep now, even though I'm almost certain that as soon as both my tech and I are asleep, Dingbat will be calling.
Oh, and Nice Dog is doing fine--peeing like a racehorse from all the fluids we gave him, and eating his blanket because we didn't give him dinner (want all that whiskey to be absorbed, no sponging it up with food!). Hopefully I won't be updating this any more before tomorrow night. er, tonight, it's officially tomorrow now I guess. G'night all.
Called my tech back in, 'cuz it's only fair that if I have to get dressed again so does she, put a catheter in the dog and went through the basic toxin vs infection speil, got permission for bloodwork, got a cel number to call when the blood's been run. So when the blood's been run, I call the cel--and get a kid, who asks if Twitchy (who, by the way, wasn't really twitching, and I couldn't get a really good explanation from Cheapskate as to why she told me it was), can go home now. I tell him no, the dog will have to stay at least the night, is your mom there? "Well, yeah, but we're at the hospital right now..." some fumbling and talking in the back ground and eventually a man picks up the phone. Seems this is the "kids' father" whom Cheapskate has not explained anything to--so I start all over with the toxin vs. infection spiel, relate the blood work results, the plan, the dog's current condition, refrained from asking why the 10 year old is still awake at midnight.
Came home and am planning on going to sleep now, even though I'm almost certain that as soon as both my tech and I are asleep, Dingbat will be calling.
Oh, and Nice Dog is doing fine--peeing like a racehorse from all the fluids we gave him, and eating his blanket because we didn't give him dinner (want all that whiskey to be absorbed, no sponging it up with food!). Hopefully I won't be updating this any more before tomorrow night. er, tonight, it's officially tomorrow now I guess. G'night all.
