I think my lazy weekend has caught up to me. Matt was at Dragoncon all weekend, so I was home alone, and did practically nothing all weekend. Including cooking. Which seemed to set the tone for this week. I think making a grilled cheese sandwich Monday night was the extent of my cooking. It's been sad. But, it's already been one heck of a week.
On Saturday I got a call from the vet that there was a cancellation and Eve and Nala (my 10 month old kitties) could come in and get fixed. They were scheduled for October 4th, so this was a month early! (if any of you have ever had a cat in heat, you understand my excitement.)
So we lured them into their crates yesterday morning and Matt took them off to the vet at 7:30am.
Fast forward a couple hours.
I get a text from Matt on my lunch break that our poor baby Nala's heart actually stopped during the procedure, but they revived her and finished the surgery and she was waking up by the time they had called him. By the time I got home from work (around 5pm) it was advised to us to take her to an emergency vet for over night observation and to get a sonogram done on her heart to see what's wrong.
This was starting to sound very expensive.
So we went to pick up the kitties and grabbed a quick dinner on the way (Subway, yum). When we got there we found out that the kitties have on cones (more on that hilariousness in a bit) and that they were ready to go home. We called an emergency vet and found out that it would cost us $130 just to watch her! Seriously... $130 just to come in and sit in a cage? I mean, I know it's good if something were to happen, but that's a lot of money after just paying a pretty penny for surgery. So we opted against that and just brought her home. The vet told us what signs to watch for in her.
When we got home we let them out of their crates. Eve stumbled right out of hers, but Nala was in the wrong way and we had to take the top off to get her out. Once they were both out we laughed for a while. The anesthesia was still wearing off, so they couldn't walk in a straight line, and their little cones were bumping into everything because they're so used to fitting into tight spaces. And I mean everything. Walls, chairs, food bowls, the litter box, each other, etc... Oh, that was a good time. It went on all evening.
Fast forward again now to today.
They're both doing fine. Nala is more lethargic than usual, but I think she's going to be ok. We're still trying to decide if it's worth the money to get a sonogram done on her heart, though. As for the cones, they've gotten a little more used to them, but it's still pretty funny to watch them run into things (is that mean?).
This is Eve.
(she's typically the trouble maker of the two)
And this is pitiful little Nala.
The calm one.
Her eyes were so dilated (I don't know why) that she walked around squinting all night.
And to top off her pitiful-ness, she was bandaged up from getting an IV... or something. (I should listen when my husband rattles off medical things...)
So that was the excitement. Too much excitement for me. But at least that's over with. To add to the laziness of this week, a coworker and I went out for lunch... to Cinnabon. Oh it was so good... but so bad. AND THEN Matt and I went to Stevi B's (pizza buffet) for dinner. AND ON TOP OF THAT, one of my student's parents gave me a triple chocolate cake today. Whew. I think I gained a few more pounds just thinking about that again. Maybe I'll go get on the treadmill tomorrow... hahaha!
This all leads to why I am now laying in bed, and have been for an hour. I'm now giving in to the sugar-crash that's been happening all day. Call me a grandma, but I. am. tired.
Final note-- I'm going to see Owl City tomorrow night! I'll try to post on that this weekend. Look for pictures soon!
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