$725 for Peace of Mind

It appears that everytime I go to a conference for work I need to spend around $800 on something I didn't really plan on. This time it was a visit to the emergency vet with Lily this morning. She got a lovely case of diarrhea after her visit to the vet last Thursday and Saturday it got bloody. Should I have warned you that this post was disgusting? At least you didn't have to live with it or spend $725 so you can just suck it. I immediately called the vet Saturday and they said it was just stress and if she started getting lethargic to then bring her in immediately. The problem was, I am leaving the state on Monday for two weeks. I can't saddle my bloody shitting dog on my friend Laura. I can't even handle leaving without knowing Lily will be ok. So I stayed home from a birthday party Saturday night to hang out with the pooch and pray she would suddenly bounce back. She napped instead. Sunday morning still all about the napping and when I got out of the shower and found another present on the floor that was even more bloody I decided to call the emergency vet and go in. I kept saying to myself that if it was over $300 I would take her home and beg my mother to watch her for a few days, but when they came in with a quote over twice that I realized that I would spend a pretty large quantity of money to see Lily well. When they asked me if they should revive her if for any reason her heart stopped I nearly passed out (I may have promised them my first born child if they would make Lily well, but I'm not sure they could understand high pitched whining). Lily got tests and IV fluids (she was 9% dehydrated - the printout said so) and her x-ray showed that she just mouths the sewing pins and does not swallow them. So she's home and has a matching shave mark on her other leg which makes her look less strange - because I had to cancel the groomer appointment for fear of causing her too much stress. Speaking of which I am planning to take my first evening of vacation weeping hysterically to release all my pent up stress.

At least Lily is ok and I will be ok and my mom is coming to watch her at my house for the first week which is a huge relief because moms always make everything better. We'll see if Lily still prefers mom after she attacks her with a syringe filled with nasty pink gunk that hopefully firms up her poop.