Last night, I couldn’t get Cash to lay down. I could tell it was painful for him. Eventually, he laid down because he fell asleep and fell over. I’m waiting for the vet to return my phone call. Cash shouldn’t be this uncomfortable.
I slept out on the couch so I could be close to him in case he needed anything. Other than not being able to lay down, he’s doing great. Hopefully, the vet will give him some pain meds.
I just dropped Cash off at the vet for his surgery. We found even more lumps on him during his intake. The tech said that the vet will look him over again to make sure they get all of the lumps. He will be coming home today with an e-collar and stitches all over the place. They will also be trimming his nails to make it harder for him to scratch the incisions. I’m worried about him. I’m sure he’ll be okay, but I can’t wait to get that phone call from the vet saying he’s all done. Until then, I’m going to be keeping myself busy to make the time go faster. I’ll let you know how he’s doing when I know.
I got my physical done over a week ago. Now, I’m just waiting for a call from the ECT unit. My psychiatrist told me they would call me to schedule me for ECT, but I have no clue when this will happen. I hate the waiting game. If they haven’t called me by Monday, then maybe I’ll call my psychiatrist to make sure the results of my physical are okay. Until then, all I can do is wait. I know that I will be doing ECT twice a week, Mondays and Fridays. I know that I want to start on a Monday so my husband can be there with me.
The International Bipolar Foundation (IBPF) posted my third article. It discusses the difficulties of waiting for meds to kick in. Please check it out.
You can find my post on the IBPF website here.
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