Passing out at the Vets

Today I had to take Argo to the vet. It seems that my big boy is not only a lover, but a fighter. In the almost year we've had him, he's been to the vet twice for fighting. It's almost like being sent to the principles office.

Last night, Dan noticed that Argo kept squinting. Since he has so much fur, it's hard to see if anything was wrong. Dan held him down while I opened his eye, and saw nothing to show it was hurt. But I felt something hard on his eyebrow. So I thought maybe he got a thorn or something stuck. I pulled and it pulled off a scab. Suddenly there was puss and blood pouring out. Yuck.

I grabbed some tissues and just kept sqeezing. It actually had a smell to it. I almost gagged. but I got to the point where it was just blood coming out, and by then he was pretty much done with me. Dan let him go and he jumped off the bed to wash himself.

Normally I would have washed him up with peroxide and kept an eye on it, but since it was on his face, I didn't feel comfortable doing that. So I made and appointment to take him in today.

For some reason, although I think it might be depression over Brians death, worry over feeling like I'm not being there for my family, and concern that I don't know what to do to help them, I have been sleeping off. I didn't get out of bed today until 1 pm and that was only because my auntie called. And for the last two days I have not been eating. or rather I've been binge eating. I don't eat for hours, then maybe I will eat tons of candy bars, or make Dan get me something from a fast food place. Then I go hours of not eating again.

This morning was no different. I had a pepsi and a handful of potato chips. Took a bath and then had to chase Argo down to get him in the carrier. I was so tired when that was done, that I almost couldn't carry him down the stairs.

I got him in the car and noticed that it was really hot. I turned on the airconditioner and pumped it up to full blast. It helped a little. I got to the Vet's office and had to haul this heavy cat up a flight of stairs. I was exhausted. We got into the exam room and the Dr. stuck the themometer in Argo. I felt bad. His dignity had been impuned. But it was repaired when he was weighted. They said he's 15 pounds. I don't think they left him on the scale long enough. I'm sure he's closer to 20.

After they got more puss out, they gave him an injection of antibiotic and sent us on our way. While I was waiting for the bill to be pulled up I got dizzy. The world went in and out of focus. I suddenly felt sick to my tummy. I was so hot I could feel my body just sweating. The assistant asked if I was ok. I had to ask if I could use their restroom and thought I would vomit. But the feeling passed. I got a wet cloth and wiped my face. When I went out the assistant had a cup of water for me. I had to sit for a few minutes and then felt better. I thanked them and got Argo to the car. We stopped at Arby's and I got a sandwich and drink. Once I ate I felt so much better.

I guess I need to make sure I eat before I drive. Scary.

Argo was only $65.00 in his visit. Yay. I was worried he'd be more. He has to have antibiotics twice a day. That ought to be a blast. lol But he's good.