Lola decided to have an exciting weekend full of fun, laughter, puppy snorts and…an ultrasound?! Saturday night, at our bedtime potty, Lola started peeing blood.
I hit the panic button hard.
I scooped up The Squisher and made a dash for the door at midnight. As I drove to the emergency animal hospital my brain began to re-engage. I realized I had only brought one of my credit cards. I should have grabbed all three to make sure I had maximum buying power. I called the bank to ensure they knew I was potentially maxing out my limits at the veterinarian’s office and they better not hold up the transaction.
I could feel the money flowing out of my savings and there was no way anyone was talking me out of it.
Luckily, full-blown panic hadn’t set in and I had the presence of mind to call ahead to the vet and let them know we were coming in. As we walked through the door, the receptionist looked up briefly before she called out both her orderlies. She says to them she only needs one worker after all, the bulldog is healthy.
Now, in my head, I’m thinking “She’s pissing blood, that’s not healthy!” But then she went on to ask Lola’s medical history and I said N/A- no medical conditions, no breathing problems, no allergies (other than seasonal pollen which I think many of us suffer through). So apparently they were prepared for your typical bulldog, health-wise, and they had two orderlies ready to go.
I instantly fell in love with these people.
Lola and I head into a room where we spend the next 3 hours getting pets, treats, cuddles, and ultimately an ultrasound. Diagnosis, bladder infection. A horrendously impressive one considering she only showed symptoms for a few hours, but easily treated.
And it cost less than Lola’s annual check up does!
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