Almost made it

Molly continued to decline last night, despite all my attempts to get food and water into her. I carried her to bed around 1 am. Baby got me up at 4 am to pee, Molly got me up at 6 am, so I let them sleep in until almost 9 am.

At 9:15 am, the vet called and said they had confirmation that it's Addison's Disease and that I could take her in for her treatment right away.

We were there within minutes. I had to carry Molly to the car. This is the first time in six years that Molly turned away from having her leash and collar put on. That broke my heart, since it means to me that she had a rough time at the vet's this week. She walked out of the car and into the building herself.

I was pretty excited, since finally we had a firm diagnosis and we were there for Molly's shot. I had been told she would likely respond fast, and could be back to reasonably normal health on a shaky basis.

Before the vet got to us, Molly had seizures. By 9:30 am, just minutes after her diagnosis, she had seizures.

She is still at the vet's, being treated for seizures, Addison's Disease, and getting IV fluids and hopefully food.

Baby and I left and went to the pet food store to get supplies, especially treats for Molly and kitty litter. The cat would not have let me back in the house without fresh kitty litter.

I have to call in half an hour to see if she is ready to go home. If she is, I will go get her and spend my day meeting her needs. If she isn't, I have to go buy a new washer and dryer, since my dryer died this week and the washer is old enough to drive. If she doesn't keep me too busy, I will also need to call the heating and cooling company for a new furnace and new central air conditioning unit. Did I also mention that I got a notice this week that I have a date with a judge - for jury duty in a few weeks?

I even bought Molly a new dog bed. She never had one before, being content to sleep on furniture and my bed. I figured she is having trouble jumping up, so I thought she might want a nice little space of her own.

I did not break down at the vet's office. I called for help when she seized, and hugged her quickly so they could get her to the back for the IVs. She looked so weak and close to death. But I had to make the decisions for herand not take the attention from the staff to take care of me.