Monday, September 9, 2013
by Roy Bauer
Talked to a vet who explained that we still haven’t received results from the recent test. Later tonight, they’ll check his red blood cell count, and hopefully it will be up.
UPDATE (Tuesday): it's been a frustrating day. Played telephone tag with the doctor all day. Finally, I just went to the hospital to talk to the doctor, but she was unavailable. So I visited with Bugsy for an hour and a half. I got him to relax, sleep. That's about as good as it gets, I figure. No worries, Little Man. Just sleep.
For Bugsy, these fine sessions are sandwiched, naturally, by journeys between his intensive care cage and the visiting room, a gauntlet guaranteed to induce fear and trembling in tiny creatures.
Late tonight, I finally heard from the doctor, who rattled off complex points about inconclusive tests and offered some alarming and difficult mutterings about the Bugster's bone marrow failing completely to produce what it needs to produce. Maybe. Or maybe not.
Somehow, the upshot of it all was the suggestion that, if his numbers remain stable tomorrow morning, he'll be sent home.
Could this be?!
Just now, a nurse called explaining again that, if, tomorrow, Bugsy's numbers remain stable (he's slipped down from 19 to 17, whatever that means, but never mind that), he'll be sent home in the morning.
Whatever else is true, I do hope that happens. A hospital is no place for a sweet, tiny, hornless unicorn. Such creatures need to be home and free, even if their time is short.
posted 9:38 PM