At hospital tonight
Wednesday, 22 July 2009 22:20![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fatrockstarI took Grady in to his regular vet this morning, and was told that they didn't offer the procedures that he needed there. I was irritated. They knew what I was coming in for, why didn't they just steer me back to SVS? What they could do is get Grady prepared for the ultrasound, hook an IV up to him and get him rehydrated and tested to see if he'd be okay for the feeding tube and a possible biopsy. I had to leave him there. I also had to go all the way back home to retrieve his medication, since I forgot to bring it with me when I was collecting him for the trip. Too much driving.
I told the vet that I felt Grady had deteriorated since I took him into SVS on Sunday, that until then he seemed to be doing okay. I will always wonder if I made things worse just by taking him in to get help, knowing he's so terrified and stressed out by the clinic and all the other animals. They acknowledged that could happen, but didn't think that was the main issue. Of course not.
Thursday morning he will be picked up and brought to SVS by a friend, where I will meet them and be told how many of my internal organs I need to sell to make sure everything is covered. The donations make a huge difference. I am still stunned by people's generosity. Today my manager asked about Grady (I sent an email saying I'd be in late and why), and I showed him some of the videos I have on my phone. Before he left for the day he handed me an envelope "for Grady." His generosity caught me off-guard, but I am grateful nonetheless.
Prayers help, too. I'm lighting a candle and sending a few of my own. I know he's scared. If I could be there the entire time I would.
With Grady out, I am working with polymer clay more often. The 'thank yous' I promised are the main project, and yes, they are Grady-themed. I had forgotten how challenging working with color is. I have made two cat's-eye millefiori canes so far, and neither one was the right color to survive the amount of baking needed for the impact I want to make. I'm on try #3, and so far it looks pretty good. Once these are done I have the rest of the figure ready to go, and then all I need to do is find those little boxes I bought for this very purpose such a long time ago...
I miss my little buddy and worry about him. I want him to be okay.
I told the vet that I felt Grady had deteriorated since I took him into SVS on Sunday, that until then he seemed to be doing okay. I will always wonder if I made things worse just by taking him in to get help, knowing he's so terrified and stressed out by the clinic and all the other animals. They acknowledged that could happen, but didn't think that was the main issue. Of course not.
Thursday morning he will be picked up and brought to SVS by a friend, where I will meet them and be told how many of my internal organs I need to sell to make sure everything is covered. The donations make a huge difference. I am still stunned by people's generosity. Today my manager asked about Grady (I sent an email saying I'd be in late and why), and I showed him some of the videos I have on my phone. Before he left for the day he handed me an envelope "for Grady." His generosity caught me off-guard, but I am grateful nonetheless.
Prayers help, too. I'm lighting a candle and sending a few of my own. I know he's scared. If I could be there the entire time I would.
With Grady out, I am working with polymer clay more often. The 'thank yous' I promised are the main project, and yes, they are Grady-themed. I had forgotten how challenging working with color is. I have made two cat's-eye millefiori canes so far, and neither one was the right color to survive the amount of baking needed for the impact I want to make. I'm on try #3, and so far it looks pretty good. Once these are done I have the rest of the figure ready to go, and then all I need to do is find those little boxes I bought for this very purpose such a long time ago...
I miss my little buddy and worry about him. I want him to be okay.
