by Gypsiyee » Tue Jul 31, 2007 7:08 am
Please be nice.. I just wanted to get everything off my chest and let a few people know where I've been.
A few weeks ago, we learned that fees for immigration were going up on the 30th.. this was when the hustle started - we had to get Jono's medical done and gather all required documentation for his immigration. We also had to hire a lawyer to ensure everything was filed properly. The deadline hustle is very stressful; any immigration is stressful, but getting it together quickly was that much more painful.
Once we had everything together, we had an appointment with the lawyer last monday. On the way to the lawyer.. my sister calls me. My grandma, who we were all very close to, passed away monday morning. I almost crashed the car - had I known that was the phone call I was getting, I probably wouldn't have answered the phone at all while driving, speaker phone or not. Some of you on my myspace might have already read about this stuff - for those who aren't, my grandma has had alzheimers for 10 or so years; while she's been mentally gone for a while, officially losing her is killer. My gramma was something else.
Once we get to the lawyer, we find out that it's going to be $3500 in lawyer fees to file. We're young and definitely not rich, not the type of thing you want to hear when your day is already going a little rough.
For the next couple days, I get a horrendous head cold and stomach problems out the wazoo.. meanwhile, I'm trying to assist my mom with funeral preparation the best I can do from 700 miles away. At this point I just don't know what else can happen..
as some of you know, we adopted a kitty from the shelter a while ago who we grew very attached to very quickly - he's our baby in every sense of the word, wears a little bow tie and is always with us - he even plays poker a bit, guards his hand pretty well. Anyway.. on Thursday, Jonathan contacts me at work to let me know that he's acting funny, his eyes are glazed over and his heart is beating kind of fast. I ask him to look around the house and make sure he hasnt' gotten into anything that could've hurt him, nothing - with me taking off for gramma's funeral I can't afford to take off more time to run home and check on my cat. I was off in an hour anyway, so I just asked him to sit tight til I could get home and take him to the vet. I get home, and he's almost immobile.. sitting in the corner in a little kitty loaf and acting very strange, his head pointed directly upward and when I decide yes, it's definitely time to take him to the vet and pick him up he wheezes and can't catch his breath. We get him to the cat hospital and he's put on oxygen to catch his breath - we ask the vet if he's in any pain, she says he has no idea what's going on and she's not seen anything like this before and that she's going to do some tests - tests which will cost 1300. Now, a lot of you who don't have pets can't understand why we would even consider spending this sort of money when we don't have it; we got this cat from the shelter to save his life, not just abandon him at the first sign of illness. We make sure that he's not in any pain whatsoever because that's not what we want and we ask if he has a chance - she said if he can get out of oxygen we can pinpoint what's going on neurologically, and she goes ahead with the tests.
The next morning we have to go check on him and see where we want to go from there- good news, he's out of oxygen and breathing fine on his own, neurologically he just isn't there still, and they aren't sure what it is, but he's showing physical signs of improvement and thats the minimum that we wanted. He's still not in any pain.. he tried to walk to me and stumbled in my arms, but his eyes are still glazed over and we're just praying that they're going to see some improvement - we can't stay because we have a funeral to get to 10 hours away and we need to start the drive - we leave him in the vets care and give the number and ask them to call at any sign of change. I guess about midnight I got a phone call but I was asleep because I had to be up in the morning to be at the funeral home - I got the message in the morning and call the doctor back, and he told me that Blue suddenly went into respiratory arrest and died after all the improvement he made.
There was nothing he could've gotten into in the house, we looked over and over.. he wasn't sick before, never has he been sick.. just all the sudden he's fine one day and a day later he's gone. Again, for those of you who can't understand the closeness people get to their pets, kindly keep out of the thread with your snide comments.
We went to the funeral after that.. and you can imagine how that went. We got home and the lawyer when asking for funds disclosed a detail that was confidential which is bound to cause a huge uproar here soon
Anyway.. that's where I've been.
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