Joy should be tromping on top of me right now, demanding my attention, wanting to lick my face as hard as she can before settling down into the nook of my shoulder, belly out, paws dangling over her chest like a rotisserie chicken, and letting out the biggest sigh you ever heard from someone who doesn’t pay rent.
She’s still at the hospital. Again: vitals have consistently been rock solid. She’s not in danger of not coming home. But, we still don’t quite know why she’s not feeling good. Which is good, I guess: she doesn’t have a parasite, her stool was normal. No on every test we’ve done so far except for one liver enzyme that’s been off.
The hope is that there is no underlying condition. Somehow, her GI tract got really upset. Maybe she ate something. Maybe it was because of the tooth extractions. Who knows, but whatever it is will now have passed through and all her gut needs is some help to calm down and go back to normal. That’s the hope. That’s what I’m hoping they tell us tomorrow, and that she’s gone with having a meal and not regurgitating or throwing up at all.
It’s stressful having her there. She’s so young. This is way, way too early for her to be in the hospital. I hope this is something that she gets to just put behind her, whatever it is; not something we have to worry about ever happening again. Like a bout of diarrhea; once she’s feeling better, she’s good to go. I worry, of course, that it won’t be like that. And if it is a condition that will be with her, now, for the rest of her life, I hope it’s something that’s easily managed. I just keep thinking that she’s way too young for this. Way too young. This is far too early.
Mostly I just miss her. She’s in the fabric of my daily life, and it’s not the same without her.
I wrote a bit today, but then the doc called right during the break between my first morning writing session and my second. I couldn’t focus enough to go back to it. So, I started work early instead. Did good with that. Got news from the internist that she was doing fine, she had regurgitated that morning a little bit, but stool sample came back clean, more tests to run, they wanted to empty her stomach completely and then x-ray it again—which they did, it was clear and clean. Then, feed her, see if she was hungry, and then see how she did afterward. We haven’t heard about that, yet, which I know is good news. No news from the ER/hospital is good news.
So…I am fully hoping and expecting they tell us we can come pick her up tomorrow—that she was hungry, she was able to eat without throwing up or regurgitating, and here’s the plan to feed her over the next week or two and bring her gut all the way back up to speed. Please, please let it be that tomorrow morning. And all her further tests come back in great shape.
Night night.