Yeah, I should have called it a day with exhaustion induced hallucinations. But silly me decided that the health and well being of my 77 lb baby needed to come before my own personal deep desire to sleep. We had to go back to the vet because I didn’t feel like he was getting any better, maybe even worse. Gil had to drive because I was SO tired I knew I was not safe behind the wheel. I was pretty much afraid that I was going to start fantasizing about Smurfs running up the highway and in an effort to avoid hitting them I would end up careening off into Penhorn lake and killing us both.
We corralled Oliver into the dogmobile (breaking Lulu’s heart yet again that we were leaving her home alone) and set of for the vet’s office. If only I could hit pause there and avoid the next hour of my life. Wouldn’t it be nice if life worked like that?
Instead I got to the vets office and could not get my terrified dog out of the car. That was the fun part.
Then the doctor who told me that we had spent more than $400 on an incorrect diagnosis at the doggy ER. But at least now we had a correct some diagnosis and some good pain meds.
Can we pause there?? No no, if we stop there then I could just quietly, wearily fume about spending money we didn’t have. However if we ended there I couldn’t tell you about the most horrid, disgusting and humiliating of my day/week/month/year(?).
Gil and I were waiting out front when the vet came and told us that Oliver was experiencing some diarrhea so they were going to give him some additional meds to help with that. Okay, that is yucky but meds were going to fix it, yay. Too bad we didn’t get a chance to have the meds before we left the office. Instead what happened is that before we could pay and leave my dog had a massive torrent of the most eye watering, nauseating, nothing short of evil, diarrhea ALL over the floor. Gil ran him outside while I proceed to apologize, gag and clean up. After we had it all cleaned up Gil and Oliver came back in while I was still paying, gagging and apologizing and then…. I know you have guessed already because you are very smart, but please let me have the satisfaction of delivering the punch line…. it happened ALL OVER AGAIN! People it was a river of crap!! I wish this were an exaggeration but you can call the office and speak to the lovely ladies who work there, if they are done gagging yet.