Yesterday, Mommy came to visit me in the hospital. The tech brought me out with my catheter and urine bag still attached. They unattached the IV solutions they had me on and filled the syringe with heparinized saline so the line would stay open while I visited with Mommy. They also had me in one of those uncomfortable Elizabethan collars.
It was nice to see Mommy but I wasn’t really feeling very well. Certainly not comfortable with all those tubes sticking out of me. I did manage to purr for her, but I was too lethargic for anything else. At one point I fell asleep, even though I tried to stay awake.
I could tell that Mommy wasn’t happy that my urine was still a bit pink from a little blood mixing in it. They are taking good care of me here at Blue Cross Pet Hospital, but I wanna go home and be with Mommy and my brother and sister.
