Tuesday, 24 July 2007

Indignity

Prince has been to the hospital and endured several indignities entirely unsuited to a terrier of his stature. Soon after arrival he had a thermometer stuck up his bottom. This was followed a short while later by the vets finger. Then he had a tube inserted into 'willie-wisp' and had his bladder flushed out with a nasty smelling drug. Prince does not feel that this is a satisfactory way to spend the day, even if a politician would probably pay good money for such treatment.

Jokes apart, he hasn't had a good day at all, but hopefully things will improve over the next few days. I sincerely hope so, because my key concern about putting him through chemotherapy was that it would be an ongoing unpleasant experience, but was persuaded otherwise. Over the past few days, it has been unpleasant for him - and I won't let him feel bad indefinately, so I sincerely hope he improves soon. He's not miserable or anything like that, but he's not consistently happy - and that's my benchmark.

Oh well, he finally seems to have got himself comfortable on my bed upstairs, and is sleeping soundly. With a bit of luck, he'll wake up feeling better in the morning.

3 comments:

Kerrio said...

Hope you feel better on the morrow Prince.

Snogs etc

Kerrio & co

schnozzles said...

Big sloppy kisses from Mollie. She'd consider sharing her latest rawhide chew but she's glued it to the beanbag again...

Anonymous said...

Poor little bugger. Hope you feel better tomorrow, old chap! Rory and Hugo both send their best...woof woof.