A Ghost of Daisies

My diabetic cat was disoriented last night and kept walking in circles about my room. It took me awhile, but I then realized I needed to check her blood sugar which read 40. Her normal range is about 150 to 350. The emergency vet said that she may have had a seizure while I was out having a girls’ day with my friends. :-(

This morning I transferred her from the emergency hospital to her vet. Her left front leg was wrapped in a blue bandage to protect the catather she had in her leg from the IV. She had to be sedated at 11pm because as her blood sugar rose, she became anxious and started complaining non-stop. She still hasn’t ate so I’m not sure what good a blood curve will do her. When I picked her up, she was awake and complaining again. While waiting for the vet to take her back, I sat cross-legged on the floor with the Pet Taxi door open, my forehead resting against it while petting Dollbaby who was trying to force her way out of the cage.

Last night was the most terrified I’ve been since Chii had to be rushed to the emergency room four years ago. I think I’m getting too old for these heart-attack inducing issues.

Dollbaby is resting now. I’ll be out of town for a few days so my roommate will be responsible for her. >_>

As you can tell here, Dollbaby was quite angry about being hauled to the vet this morning. The blood work and a new vial of insulin put me back $200. This does not count the cost and energy of washing Dad’s bedding after she urinated as I tried to get her into the pet taxi. Her Most High Ungrateful One then refused to let me cuddle her for the rest of the day. :-)