adventures of beck

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Worried Sick

So it's 1:06am as you can see in the picture above. That dark blob in the crate is Sonar, curled up. She just hurled up her dinner (and her pain meds, and her antibiotic, and her anti-heartburn drugs). She barfed up her lunch too, also ralphing up all her useful meds. Feeling sick myself about this turn of events, I called up the vets, bless their 24-hour availability.... They said it was likely the Cephalexin (antibiotic) and to hold food for the night, give her bland food like rice and chicken breast in the morning, see if she holds it down, give her Tramadol (pain) and Famotidine (heartburn) and see if she holds all that down, and if she does, then give her the Cephalexin. (Because we all have 3 hours of observation time in the morning.) And then if she still hurls, call them again. Kayak is whining in the other room. This sucks.


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