Posted: 10/10/2015 11:17:31 PM EDT
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Get home from working this morning to find the dog water bowl empty and piss all over the kitchen and living room from the dog(s) and see that her dog in particular is panting and has goop all over his eyes. Great. I pull her out of the room and ask what the hell was going on, she's got nothing. I tell her to bring the dog to the vet because it is sick as shit and to give me some time to mop the house.
Fast forward to her coming home, the dog is at the vet and getting blood work and x-rays to the tune of $400 bucks. She goes to work and leaves me in charge of dealing with the vet, okay, no problem, well, after everything is done the vet calls me a few hours later and says the dog is in DKA. Blood sugar was over 500 and the dog had developed a bad UTI that we didn't know about. Wants to keep the dog over night for fluids and insulin drip to the tune of $1400 bucks on top of what I already paid. Can't afford it, I've got $900 in the emergency fund currently after the clutch burned out on my car 2 weeks ago and have no credit card. Vet refuses to credit me even though we've been going there for a while. So my only option is to take the dog home and roll the dice with an insulin script the doc wrote and pray. Get the insulin from Walmart and medicate the dog. He's pissing himself faster than I can clean him and he won't move. Good chance he won't live through the night. Told my mother in law to watch him as I had to go to work, stopped at my wifes work to give her the keys to the only car we have working atm. She is distraught as her mother called her and told her what was happening. She's never had a pet die before, and she is taking it out on me pretty hard because I left her to go home alone. I couldn't call off tonight because I need to pay for the vet visit today. So here I am, 3rd 12 hour shift on 3 hours of sleep for the 3rd day in a fucking row, a dying dog, an emotional wreck of a wife and mother in law taking this shit out on me and I'm sitting at work feeling like I'm 2 inches tall. Tell them both they should say their goodbyes, that this is probably the last chance they will get and they attack me, calling me heartless. "You only say that because you see death all the time" well, that is partially true, but it doesn't mean I don't feel like shit over this, I just know how to hide it. I'm thrilled at the prospect of digging a grave when I get home only to get another couple hours of sleep and go to work, again, tomorrow night. Fuck my life. If your day was worse than mine GD, beer is on me. |
Best wishes, Bud.
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Hang in there OP. May not seem like it but things could be worse.  Well, icing on the cake is I'm sick on top of it and now as of this afternoon my left eye is producing this lovely green discharge on a consistent basis. Silver lining is I can probably bribe one of the ER docs for a script. 
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Well, icing on the cake is I'm sick on top of it and now as of this afternoon my left eye is producing this lovely green discharge on a consistent basis. Silver lining is I can probably bribe one of the ER docs for a script. Quoted:
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Hang in there OP. May not seem like it but things could be worse. Well, icing on the cake is I'm sick on top of it and now as of this afternoon my left eye is producing this lovely green discharge on a consistent basis. Silver lining is I can probably bribe one of the ER docs for a script. Sounds like pink eye, hopefully it's not. Dont touch your eye. Stay strong, you'll make it through these times. |
| Feel for ya man, Trying to keep a job and feel like you abandoned a baby sitting job at home, and painted to be the bad guy is a rough go, been there. Not excactly having a great day myself, or actually seven fukin yrs yesterday. One thing at a time piece by piece, Hope it all comes together. |