The Cat's Going to Need to Get a Job.

Back to the vet tonight for a 6:30 appointment, and I'm sincerely dreading it.

Last time I went, they said his neck looked like it was getting worse and that they wanted me to go consult with a specialist. In order for me to see the specialist, they wanted to do bloodwork. Following the bloodwork, they were unhappy with the results, and wanted to do urinalysis. The conclusion? Completely unrelated to the sore on his neck, it looked like he had a urinary tract, bladder, or kidney infection. So- more antibiotics.

It was an expensive day.

So, the purpose of tonight's follow up is to check his urine again to see if his infection's cleared up.

More expenses.

And, I never got out to the specialist. Truman's neck was starting to look a lot better over the next couple days as I made sure to religiously apply the steroid/antibiotic spray to his neck, despite the hiding, hissing, and scratching. It was looking like the problem was that he just wouldn't let it heal. I still think that that's the case. On Saturday night, the spray ran out, and as I slept, he scratched the wound on his neck open again. I was beside myself Sunday morning.

When I go back tonight, I'm going to have to explain that I didn't go to the specialist, and I dread a lecture. And, I dread even more having to say that a consultation with a specialist at $150 is something that I really can't swing right now, especially after all the other expenses this whole thing's entailed.

So, the hope is that the refill his prescription for the spray, that the urinalysis comes back clear, and that his neck finally heals up after two months of this nonsense. Nagging in the back of my mind are the concernst that they had about his bloodwork. So, we'll just have to see, I guess.

Dammit.

This issue's been tearing me up for a while now.