Around midnight, I took Simon to an emergency vet.
His eye was nearly swollen closed. His forehead was bulging. It had gotten much worse in the few hours I had been away from home. I was afraid that he might loose his eye. I was afraid that he might die. I was afraid.
The vet said that it was likely an abscess (possibly from a bug or spider bite) and that it might be best to wait until morning. I was given instructions on what to do if it erupted (gross) and headed home, keeping a close eye on him.
In the morning, I took him to the local vet. This made the third week in a row that he saw the vet. Poor guy. And this, all within a little over a month since I adopted him and his sister.
Several hours later, Simon arrived home with an incision on his forehead, a half-shaved noggin and feeling a bit tipsy from the anesthesia.
My mom knows that I’m a tender hearted girl, especially when it comes to animals. She reminded me on the phone to “toughen up” because I was going to have to give him medication and clean the wound.
A few minutes ago, I gave him his first dose of antibiotics. I’m proud of myself. It may seem like a small thing. But, to care for an animal that depends on me… that makes me feel like “Okay, I can handle this. I can handle life.”
So, for the next several days, I’ll be carefully monitoring my cat and wiping his forehead to prevent scabbing, which could cause the abscess to return.
I hope that the next few weeks of pet ownership are less eventful.
Poor Simon! Can you put booties on him so he can't scratch?
ReplyDeleteToday, his incision is mostly healed. I can't believe that it healed so quickly. He's doing great!
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