how today kicked my ass.
October 29th, 2009 at 2:58 pm. Posted in Just Rachel.I’m seriously on edge right now, I have a fear that a nervous breakdown is just around the corner. Today sucked. I know that everything is going to be okay, but right now… i’d just prefer someone to hold me.
I took Stella pup to the vet this morning. We had no appointment but they said to bring her ASAP, so at 9am… off we went. I got there and the vet was a complete jerk. He came in, didn’t introduce himself to me, didn’t talk to or pet Stella and went right to sticking a thermometer up her bum. Like really!? You can’t talk to my puppy or introduce yourself before you go doing something like that? Ugh. So, I was irritated. I repeatedly asked him if he was sure she had Parvo, and he kept ignoring me. I sort of got nasty the third time and he finally told me he was confident that was what she had. Then, he basically told me she was going to die. He was all “Well, She could perk up and be fine or she could be dead tomorrow. “ EXCUSE ME!? Isn’t his job to tell me that he would do everything he could to make her better? I was there, in tears. I mean, I get that he might talk to Matt that way, but i’m a girl with a 7 week old puppy and he was being an asshole.
Long story short, he tried to convince me to leave her there overnight. I asked if anyone would be theer around the clock and he said no. So, I informed him that I would be okay leaving her there for the day but i’ll be back at 6:30 to pick up Stella. So, I’m waiting now. Calling the vet every hour for an update and just hoping that my baby is okay.
So I leave her at the vet to get some IV fluids, I get out to the parking lot and start my car. I was a total mess. I went to put my window down to get some wind in my face and SNAP! The drivers side window fell down and wouldn’t go up or down. I hit the button and NOTHING HAPPENED. Great. So, I called Matt and called my mom all hysterical and she rode with me to take it to the shop to just get it put on the track which should be like $40. No big deal.
I got a cal about half an hour later that it would be $400 to fix the window because I needed a new regulator and new clips for the window. CUE HYSTERICS. There is absolutely no way we could squeak out another $400 with a sick puppy still at the vet. Getting Stella better was my #1 priority, so we asked the mechanic if he could just get the window to go up and I’ll get it fixed when I can afford it. So, my window is now held up with DUCT TAPE. How ghetto, right?
Oh, and then I hit the fence at my parents house and dented the shit out of the passengers side of my car. HOW AWESOME.
I’m leaving in 15 minutes to go pick up Stella for the night and then Matt is going to take her back in the morning for another IV session and some other things, then thankfully… i’m done with that vet. Now all I need is my little girl to get better and to win the lottery.
What a horrible day for you. So sorry to hear about this mess that you’re going through. I’m thinking happy thoughts for you and little Miss Stella hoping that she gets better ASAP.
BOO on the vet with poor bedside manner. Next time you see him, walk in and stick your finger in his butt. When he looks at you funny, say “Hi, I’m Rachel. Nice to meet you.”
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