Sorry for not posting yesterday, but I was beside myself with grief. As I mentioned the other day, my puppy champ hurt his foot and we decided to wait until morning to see whether or not we'd take him to the vet. Well, that next morning he was not better and we took him to the vet. It turns out that my poor Champie had snapped his leg bone in two different places and would require a surgery that would cost $1,400!!! Well, that amount was most definitely NOT in our budget. We just don't have that kind of money.
Ok, let me back up. That next morning we called around to different places to try and get an appointment. Knowing we didn' t have enough money for even x-rays, we tried to find someone who would work with us on payments. Well, we found 2 people-actually we found 3, but that was the vet here on the Base and I swear I think those people are incompetent. Anywho, without knowing that we'd each called a different vet, I made an appointment at one place for 2:40, but Uriah made an appointment at another place for 1:15. We decided to go with the earlier appointment because Uriah just couldn't stand to see Champ in pain.
So, we loaded Champ up at about 20 minutes to one. I had to be to work at 1:00, so Uriah dropped me off on the way and took Champ on, after promising to keep me posted. I'm at work looking at the clock waiting for Uriah to call or text. One hour passes and nothing. Two hours pass and still nothing. Almost another hour had passed when I decided to call Uriah myself. He said that he'd went to the first vet, but they had to do an emergency surgery on another dog, so he'd have to go to the second vet. Great! So Champ's back at home in pain.
Uriah finally calls me after the appointment. I run to the bathroom to call him back. He answers and tells me that he has good news and bad news. The bad news is that Champ's leg was severly broken and would require a $1,400 surgery to have screws inserted in his leg. At this point I'm breaking down. I'm soooo ready for the good news. The good news is that Champ's okay. Hello???? Champ's okay???!!! You've just told me that Champ's leg is severly broken and the surgery would be $1,400. How in the HELL is he okay???!!!
He also tells me the vet will agree to let us pay for half the surgery up front and the other half later. But still, I don't get paid until Friday and don't even have half the money! I feel myself getting angry and hang up the phone and go back to work. Going back to work was NOT easy. I wanted to just break down. But I hung in there. Being with my co-workers really lifted my spirits and I was fine...that was, until I got home.
After getting home, Uriah is telling me all about what went on at the vet, but I'm not listening to him. I'm over in the passenger seat crying and thinking about my Champie. Uriah made the decison to leave him at the vet's overnight. They were giving him pain meds and had him on an IV to keep him comfortable. At least I was glad about that. I don't think I could've looked in his sad eyes that night.
Anywho, we're at home sitting in the car and Uriah tells me that if we can't come up with the money for the surgery, then we'd have to have Champie put down. Well, that did it! I just lost it. I was sobbing hysterically. Then Uriah, my jerk of a husband, starts telling me (while I'm still sobbing my eyes out) that it's all my fault and that if I hadn't have been playing with him then none of this ever would've happened. So finally I just burst out that we'll just have him put down and take Rockie to the animal shelter. Then, I get up and start removing all the dog's things from the house and throwing them in the garbage. I was so distraught I didn't know what to do.
Later that night after the jerk had aplogized, I got hungry. Cooking was NOT on my list of things to do, so I suggested we go to McDonalds to get something to eat. I was NOT in the mood to eat healthy at that point. I wanted some feel good food. Still, I could've did a whole lot worse. All I ordered was 2 regular hamburgers and a small fries (Even with that I still didn't go anywhere near over any of my allowances for that day!) Well, we get home and I'm eating and crying. Soon, I'm tired from crying and I go to bed.
I wake up this morning feeling a little better. I had to work, but Uriah didn't and was supposed to spend the day seeking out other vets who might be able to do the surgery a little cheaper. Well, later that morning he gets called in to work! This means, that neither one of us can do anything. He tells me that he will NOT have Champie put down and that we WILL find a way. This makes me feel better and off to work I go.
Uriah was supposed to get off work at 1:30. He was gonna go get Champ from the vet and take him around to see if we could get a cheaper price. WELL, he finds out that he has mandatory appointments right after work and, therefore, wouldn't have time to get Champ. So here I am again at work feeling bad again.
I can't do anything but just go to the bathroom and pray. Well, after work he comes to pick me up and I ask him what's up. He again tells me that he has good news and bad news. I'm thinking "Uh oh. Here we go again". I ask for the bad news first. The bad news is that the vet bill is going to cost nearly $300 because of the test, x-rays, meds and the nights Champie spent there (he's there again tonight, too). Then, he gives me the good news which he says will probably outweigh the bad. The good news is that the first vet he went to, the one that he didn't get to see because the doctor had to do an emergency surgery, will do the operation for only $800 and will let us pay in split payments, too! HALLALEUJAH!!!!! I cry again, but his time tears of joy!
Sooo, Champie will have the surgery tomorrow and hopefully be home soon! I am so happy!!!!!!! I never realized how much I really loved that little dog until this happened!
Although I have been calculating my food, I think I've talked enough and will return to my regular food and exercise reports tomorrow. Good night!
