Yesterday was Sunday and it started off on a scary note. My husband usually gets up before me and he did so yesterday and noticed T wasn't around, usually he's like, oh hey you're up, feed me. He went into the kitchen to get a glass of juice and thought that's quite a bit of light coming in from the dining area window, then realizing that the fly-screen was not where it should be, so he gingerly looked out the window, praying he wouldn't see out poor little T on the ground, so he peeked and all he saw was the screen on the floor. Now, to wake up the wife and not scare her that the cat was gone. He woke me up saying he couldn't find T and I put on some clothes and we went out to look, I grabbed the bag of dry food and two cans to tap together, we looked in the back of the complex and the only cat that showed up was the downstairs neighbors cat. We started walking towards the street when my husband noticed T in the bushes by the fence, I called to him and he gave me a distressed mew, I picked him up and he kinda growled. We called out vet and they said, yes bring him right in. I took my insulin shot and put T in his carrier and off we went, as we're approaching the vets office the poor kitty made a poopy in his carrier and man o man it stunk up the car,we had to open the back windows and I had to stick my head out the window (I was in the back with him). When we got to the vets office it was closed, the lady that answered the phone never told us where they were located and now we had to go to another location, it was after 9am and my husband had to be at work at 10am, so we got to the vets, filled out the paperwork and we were trying to figure out how was my hubby going to get to work, I told him why don't you just grab a taxi, this way I'll have my car and then I can take T home in a familiar setting. We get called in and the vets assistant took care of the little oopsy, he weighs 6.55kgs (14lbs) but he is long so it's okay for him. The vet said his heart-rate was a bit high, but considering he fell, was outside, took a ride in the car and he was at the vets it wasn't something to be overly worried about. They gave me 2 options, let them keep him overnight and they'd heavily sedate him and take an x-ray and I could pick him up Monday, or they could do an ultrasound of his stomach area to make sure everything was intact and then he would get a pain killer shot and I would have to medicate him for 3 days after. I took the second option as I didn't want to scare him even more with leaving him in a strange place. The ultrasound came back ok, he got his shot and he went willingly into his carrier. The whole time I'm thinking, shit how much is this going to cost me, single income no spare cash. When I was waiting to pay the bill, a woman asked is there a kitty in there and I said yes, I have one of those mesh carriers so I can belt the cat in the car, I've never liked the plastic containers. They were loving it. So I get the bill and it's only $169 and I was like whew, this I can handle.
I strapped T in the front seat so I can keep an eye on him, and he was pretty quiet on the way home (very unusual for him). When we got home, the neighbors cat comes running to rub against me and I just wanted to get my T upstairs. When I put the carrier down and unzipped it, he came out, and this time walking tall with his tail up. Great sign as he was crouch walking at the vets. He eventually drank some water, actually a lot of water. He didn't get his appetite back until later in the evening. My in-laws brought over a bag of Temptations and he had one or two. While I was sleeping T came to visit me, he came up to me and started kneading my arm. When I woke up this morning he was doing his usual stretchies. He even played with his string a little. He's still a little tired, and I'm keeping an eye on him and all windows are closed while we're sleeping or out. His actual vet called before to see how he was doing, and the fact that he's eating and playing is a great sign. Thank God my baby's okay, he lost one of his nine lives.
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