My New Day

More bad news...

*sigh* Well, Catsters. I know a lot of you have been wondering how I've been doing after my surgery. The good news is, there's been no healing to go through because there was no surgery. The day before I was supposed to go in they called Mom and told her they couldn't do it. They didn't have the right equipment (now that they really think about it!). So, they just left the name of a place on Mom's voicemail. Told her she should call them instead. Well, she did it even though there were some things that really worried her. That place said they were 3 weeks back with appointments JUST TO GET ME IN FOR THE CONSULTATION. Who knows how long it was going to take to get the procedure scheduled. So, Mom called my vet and then the other vet and then mine and then... you get the picture. Finally we got through and, after talking to my Dr., the Doc from the new hospital called mom a week later and told her she'd fit me in the next day for a consultation. Of course, she said the same thing. It needs to be done, I have some exposed roots in my back molars, x-rays need to be taken and all those teeth extracted. We knew that already! But they can't get me in until August 31st. So, for now we're back to meds every day to try to keep it from spreading even more. I don't really need to get in to the other part, but it really bothers me. You see, my pawrents pay monthly for my medical care at my other vet. That means the health plan covers the big parts of my surgery- the office visit, the anasthesia, and a big discount on any drugs and on the extractions themselves. Now, Mom will have to pay the monthly fee and will have to pay ANOTHER place the full price of the entire procedure, and it is pretty expensive. She's still waiting on an estimate from the animal hospital, but she and Daddy are kind of worried. Please purr for my family, Catsters. I know my pawrents are doing the best they can, but it may be really hard. They just started paying for our new house, as well as all the improvements they have to do on that. If they'd known that I would wind up being in this kind of trouble and that they would need this money for me, they probably wouldn't have bought the house yet. Thanks for being there, Catsters.

Lots of love and purrs,
Nigel