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Egads... tired... gah.
Today was a looooooooooooooong day.
Brought the car to the parental units, went to band practice. Started work on the new Soopar Seekrit Prodjikt while having tea with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
toughlovemuse and luvenditti. Had a latent-ish migraine all day, which didn't help.
Tea was lovely, until poor Jake,toughlovemuse's elderly Russian blue cat, got quite ill under our noses. An hour later, maybe even less than that, we were all (that is me, luvenditti, toughlovemuse and chibipunkdemon) at the all-night emergency vet's with the kitty in tow (kitty was *not* happy about being in the carrier), waiting to see a vet. luvenditti and I went in search of food, and we spent the next five hours or so in the waiting room.
It took four hours before Jake got in to see the vet.luvenditti lucked out by finding a deck of cards lying on a table, so we whiled away the hours chatting about bad movies and playing Crazy Eights and Gin Rummy. We played one game of "Go Fish" which chibipunkdemon won after two rounds. We decided Go Fish wasn't as fun now as when we were seven years old, and went back to Crazy Eights.
Jake is spending the night at the vet's, so that they can get some fluids in him and run some tests.
To the people on my flist who do that sort of thing: I think lighting a candle/thinking good thoughts/saying a prayer for Jake would be very appreciated. He's a good cat. :)
I'm going to bed now. Long, long day.
Brought the car to the parental units, went to band practice. Started work on the new Soopar Seekrit Prodjikt while having tea with
toughlovemuse and luvenditti. Had a latent-ish migraine all day, which didn't help.Tea was lovely, until poor Jake,
toughlovemuse's elderly Russian blue cat, got quite ill under our noses. An hour later, maybe even less than that, we were all (that is me, luvenditti, toughlovemuse and chibipunkdemon) at the all-night emergency vet's with the kitty in tow (kitty was *not* happy about being in the carrier), waiting to see a vet. luvenditti and I went in search of food, and we spent the next five hours or so in the waiting room.It took four hours before Jake got in to see the vet.
luvenditti lucked out by finding a deck of cards lying on a table, so we whiled away the hours chatting about bad movies and playing Crazy Eights and Gin Rummy. We played one game of "Go Fish" which chibipunkdemon won after two rounds. We decided Go Fish wasn't as fun now as when we were seven years old, and went back to Crazy Eights.Jake is spending the night at the vet's, so that they can get some fluids in him and run some tests.
To the people on my flist who do that sort of thing: I think lighting a candle/thinking good thoughts/saying a prayer for Jake would be very appreciated. He's a good cat. :)
I'm going to bed now. Long, long day.
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Aw hell...
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A candle is lit.
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I hate when a furry critter gets ill. I worry about my own kitties.
What all night vet did you guys go to? (For future reference for me)
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I know what you mean about worrying about your own kitties, too. I came home and hugged all of mine after that.
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I had to go there last summer, was not a nice visit as I was short on cash. Thankfully, Iago survived.
/Going home to hug my cats too now.
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It might have been some sort of indigestion or something. He was just very sluggish, limping and crying in pain when I touched him.
Once I took him there, I dished out the price of admission, then I remember an additional 200 for some test or other...then I remember the lady coming out and asking to run a few more tests that would total up to an additional 500 dollars which I did not have, while threatening dire consequences if she did not run them (he may not live through the night if you take him home...that sort of thing).
I remember being at an impasse, her saying he "could" likely die if I didn't pony up for the tests so they could find out what exactly was wrong with him...me saying I was now out of money and unable to come to an arrangement...them saying again, he could die if I took him home...me saying that as much as I hated that fact they still would not budge on the whole "money" aspect (they seemed to think that if they got scary enough I could somehow come up with the cash).
I ended up taking him home...watching him carefully all night. By next morning he was fine and he's been quite normal and happy ever since.
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So, I feel your pain.
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My conversation sounded like I was talking to a really creepy five year old, she just wouldn't budge:
Vet: We don't know what's wrong with your cat, we'd like to run (incredibly expensive 500 test) and it could go as high as an addition 1200 dollars for treatement if we find (list options here)
Me: Well I've already spent the last 350 dollars I had coming here and getting THOSE tests. Can we come to some sort of payment arrangement or credit plan?
Vet: We don't do that, sorry.
Me: *incredibly guilty sad sigh* Well I guess I'll take him home then
Vet: But your pet could die!
Me: I don't have the money.
Vet: but he could DIE!
Me: I don't have the money...you don't take credit arrangements...what part of that don't you get??
Vet: If you take him home sir, he COULD be dead by morning.
Me: "Could"? I thought you said you didn't know what was wrong?
Vet: Well that's why we need (incredibly expensive test) to find out if he does?
Me: And if he doesn't?
Vet: Well I would suggest another (incredibly expensive test) to be sure
Me: I. DO. NOT. HAVE. THE. MONEY.
Vet: But your pet could DIE! (strident now)
Me: Are you saying "could" as in, its LIKELY he's going to die? Or "could" as in "well its possible that a large piece of furniture MIGHT fall on him and kill him or a meteorite could crash through the ceiling"
Vet: I can't answer that.
Me: Why not?
Vet: Well I mean everything's a possibility...
Me: I'm outta here.
Sure enough, Iago was fine by morning...I did sleep a sleepless night harassing him and watching him...but he was fine. My mother used the incident as a lecture on fiscal responsibility (like I SHOULD keep several thousand dollars on hand at all times...wish I could).
Ugh.
All over that place are brochures outlining WHY vet costs MUST be high...I found that a little trite. I'm certainly not against vets being paid and for treatments to be paid of course...but I think sometimes they go a little far into the guilt factor and I get the feeling some are not against unscrupulously "running up the bill". My regular vet's always been really good, but sadly they aren't open 24 hours.
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Maybe they got enough complaints that they changed their tune. ;)
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I definitely would not be against a reasonable payment plan if I thought my cats needed care. I'm glad that it sounds like they might be changing things. I just hope I don't have to go there again :)
I looked into the pet health insurance, but I found the premiums quite pricy. I might look at that again now, thinking about it. Iago is getting old, he's 9..which isn't decrepit, but certainly middle-aged. Smoky's not far behind.