Me on Saturday morning.
So as you read in my last post I had a great time in the woods and helping the SAR dogs. It was fantastic. Oh what a difference just a few moments can make. When we got home I didn't feel so good. In fact I threw up twice. Then I would not eat. Yea I know ME not eat, unheard of.
I don't feel so good.
On Sunday things were not better. MOM didn't know what to do. But I told her I would be fine and she needed to go to church cuz, well, she is the pastor and she sort of needed to be there. So she dropped me off at Uncle Mike's house at 6AM. Around 2:30 she picked me up but I was still not feeling it. By "it" I mean good.
MOM laying with me. This is how she worries.
MOM still had to go back to church for the evening worship service so Bert's Vickie said to bring me to her house and her and Bert would keep an eye on me. I did not like not being with my MOM. And MOM most defiantly did not like having to leave me. Around 7:30PM she picked me up and I was very happy to see her. In fact when I got in the Blazer I looked at her with that "can I have a yummie" look. So she gave me a small treat. She was happy I ate it cuz I had not eaten since Saturday morning. We got home and I drank a ton of water and went outside. After a while I came in and MOM started to study. Then she came to check on me in the bedroom and there it was, I threw up again, a ton of grass and that little treat. I was miserable.
I sleep better if MOM sleeps with me.
First thing on Monday MOM made an appointment with the VET. OH NO! We had already decided to switch vets a little while ago (that's another story). So in the morning she made the appointment with Bert's doctor (we heard great thing about him). MOM was so excited when I did eat about a tablespoon of egg. Then we went to our old vet to get my records. Surprise he retired and did not let us know. The place is a chiropractor clinic. WHAT? I have gone there for 12 years and MOM has gone there for over 25 years and he could not let us know he was shutting the whole place down.
So off to the new guy. Half way there I jumped from the front seat to the back area and I threw up all over the place. Yep it was the little bit of egg and a lot of slimy yellow stuff.
Sorry MOM. :(
I got checked over real good. And the Doc is real nice. We are still not sure what the problem is. The test came back pretty good. And he said I have great muscle tone and of course I am very handsome. I got some meds to help with the throwing up. Then I will go back in to check other things. I have no idea what "other" things means and at this point I really don't want to know. I am still not eating (well I did try a nibble of some soft food the Doc gave me). But I am keeping it down so far. MOM worries too much. Silly woman.
MOM gave me her favorite blanket that means a lot to her because of who gave it to her.
So there ya have it friends. One day you are romping in the woods and having a great time the next thing you know, you only want to sleep and throw up.
Me and my monkey.
I want to give a BIG thank you to Bert's Vickie for all her help. MOM was less crazy about this and you brought her some comfort and me too. And I really like Bert's vet, thanks for sharing him.