Double Cashectomy. More to come

$957 for the vet to treat Pumpkin all day for severe dehydration and loss of body heat. Blood panels, urinalysis, insulin. Pumpkin was still a zombie at 5 pm, so I picked him up from the vet, along with a detailed write-up and history, and brought him to the overnight emergency clinic, and dropped $450 deposit on another ~ $1k estimate. Have to pick him up by 8 am and bring him back to the vet, at which time we'll have to decide if my poor old orange furball can be saved.  He's coming up on his 14th birthday.

Both my vet and the one at the ER said Pumpkin's lame hind legs are a result of the diabetes, probably neuropathy. There may be an element of arthritis too, but it's mostly the blood sugar.

It's 45 minutes to an hour from my place to the ER, then back 3/4 of the way to the vet. And then another 15 minutes to work from there.

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Work was tedious, I was asked to proofread the doc for a patch, test the patch, and test that the patch was still needed. Re-installed the firmware on my test machine about 30 times. When I was done with that, I wasn't able to run the next test in my queue because I'd given one of my teammates permission to borrow my machine's optical ethernet adapter, but when he put it back it didn't work. The two IT people who could fix it were busy giving visitors a tour of the lab. Tomorrow.

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Went to Petco looking for another huge water fountain, they didn't carry that brand. I had parked in front of a jewelry store which advertised that it replaced watch batteries, so I had that done. The backlight on mine died last week. Went down the block for Pizza Hut's buffet, which only had three slices on display which I could positively identify as pizza. The cheese-covered pasta was not bad, though.

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Domino is being way affectionate.

Plans for tomorrow:
ER
Vet
Work
Vet

Sleep? Maybe Later

Fitfull night. Every two hours I would wake up to find I was lying on my side, and Domino had climbed Mt. Howeird and was sleeping on top of me, balanced on my arm, purring into my ear. Loudly. This is the cat who usually keeps arm's length from me, ducks when I try to pet her. She knows Something's Up.

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Finally gave up at 4:30, got out of bed and nearly fell over. Low blood sugar. Staggered to the kitchen and my meter, and yes, 79, which meant it was lower. Ate some ice cream. Showered, took meds, made three eggs on toast for breakfast. Watched bad Tivo. Got dressed and was out the door a little after 6. Traffic on Central was sparse, and traffic lights were mostly green for me. Got to the ER at about 6:40. The vet said Pumpkin was doing better, but it would take a while. He was confident of a recovery - not full, though, orange furball has serious diabetes but responds well to tiny doses of insulin and should do well on DM cat food. Apparently it's also okay food for Domino.

Left ER with Pumpkin and a bag of hydration IV sacks, about 7:15, and arrived at the vet at 7:45. Got him checked in for the day, I should be able to collect him a little before 5.

I've been at work since 8. I may wake up or I may not.