Stumbling Blocks
Life has a way of throwing in a few stumbling blocks every now and then just to see if we can get past them. This past week has been so chaotic I’m here to report I’m not doing very well. I’m falling over blocks!
My old dog, Bitsy hurt her back leg. She was walking outside and suddenly jumped in pain. She’s been to the vet, had x-rays, medication and they think she pulled something. Nothing shows on the x-ray, but she still won’t walk.
Instead, she barks for me to carry her everywhere. Bark, I want to go outside, I’m thirsty, I’d like a treat, can you fix me dinner? She seems perfectly happy, and even wants to play with her toys. If someone comes to the door that she really wants to see she’ll get up and walk, but otherwise I carry her everywhere and she watches my every move. I can’t believe she could learn that I will carry her if she barks. Have any of you ever heard of something like this? Now I’m worried there might be something else wrong.
Then there’s my husband the absolute animal lover. Our neighbors know how he is, so they tell him if they see any lost or injured animals. He’s heard about a little cat in the neighborhood, dragging it’s back legs and coming around houses looking for food. He’s been watching for it. Yesterday he saw it!
1. The cat showed up in our front yard.
2. My husband grabbed it and ran for a carrier.
3. The cat was biting him all the time.
4. We spent the AM in the emergency room.
5. Animal Control took the cat. Has to be tested for rabies, plus it’s back legs are severely injured.
6. Today hubby went back to the Dr. because of red streaks going up his arm.
7. He now goes to Dr. everyday for 4 days for a antibiotic shot. Guess where?
I’m cooking, cleaning, doing chores I never even knew existed, carrying Bitsy, and anything else you can think of . I’m trying to pick up those stumbling blocks as I go along, but more keep showing up! Ever have one of those weeks? Not much is getting done in the Bunny Hill studio. Life got in the way!
I’ll keep you posted on my patient’s progress.
Hugs,
Nurse Sutton
49 Comments
Lynda
Many years ago my husband and I rescued our neighbor cat after his mom died and her nephew threw sweet Rufus out. It took a while to gain his trust, lure him into our garage for meals and one day spike his food with kitty tranquilizer from our vet. We had a carrier ready, and a blanket, but Rufus was NOT interested in visiting our vet, and he was so terrified that the tranquilizer had little to no effect on him. My brave husband held on, even though Rufus bit his hand clean down to the bone. We got him to our vet, had him checked out and treated for a myriad of health problems, including a severely infected mouth.
After leaving Rufus at the vet for an overnight stay, I took my husband to the ER for HIS treatment. He got heavy-duty antibiotics (which, thankfully, were all he needed) and was told to take his wedding band off before it had to be cut off, due to quite impressive swelling. He has several scars on his hand, but never held it against Rufus.
That precious boy only lived for 14 more months, due to his severe health problems, but we like to think they were the best months of his life. He added so much to our lives, and he trusted me completely. I’d wake up some mornings to the feather-light touch of his paw on my cheek, as though he was reassuring himself I was really there. I really was, and I’m so grateful he was, too.
Here’s hoping YOUR sweet husband, your darling puppy, and you yourself all recover from this unsettling chapter in your lives. My best to you all.
Vicky
Oh, gosh, you truly have your hands full! Hope hubby gets well quickly. And poor Bitsy, bless her heart. I hate that she’s hurting — but it sounds like she may be milking it for all it’s worth! We’ll know for sure if you start sitting on her command! (((hugs)))
Tina
Bless you and your husband for being such caring folks, as well as so many of your fellow bloggers. I can’t begin to tell you of the injuries our wonderful pets have had over the years and the trials that went with each of them. I also include in that category all of the hurt and injured wildlife my husband has agonized over – from baby birds to a baby fawn and just last month to a small black bear in our front yard.
It does sound like Bitsy pulled a tendon or muscle and I’m sure she will be back in the “pink” soon with so much love and care. My prayers go to the little stray cat and I hope all turns out well for her/him. As for your husband, he sounds like a terrific guy and I’m sure all will be well with him, too.
Now, time for a small glass of wine for the nurse……