So yesterday I took my 6 month old kitten to the vet yesterday with no idea of what was to come.
She was going in to get a hernia repaired so it was going to be a surgery. I dropped her off at about 730. I get a call at noon saying everything went well and she would be ready at 3. At 3 I pick her up and swing by work so that my girlfriend can see her. She was going to work until 10 so it was a nice break and relieving. After bringing her home I kept her in the bedroom so that she was away from the other two cats for the next week.
Since it was a Tuesday we had some people over because that’s what we do every Tuesday. Two came over at 8 and we hung out and three more came when my girlfriend got out of work. We had dinner, desert and played some games. At midnight, two people left, one was asleep on the couch but he was spending the night anyway, and the other two were about to leave.
Throughout the day the incision had been getting bigger and bigger. I was told to expect inflammation but it seemed like a lot. I was going to let Libby sleep and see if it got better. Gabbie was concerned about it so the last two people to leave, she had come in to look at it. I stayed in the kitchen to clean up. Gabbie called me in sounding worried. Immediately I thought of her being broken open, spilling out and dying. I rushed to the room to see the floor had blood spots on it.
This is where it gets tough.
I look the the bed to see my little Libby laying in a pool of blood with Insides coming out. Immediately I ask gabbie to lookup the number for an emergency clinic while I called my vet. I got the voice mail of the on call vet. So I called the other. Thankfully they answered and told us to meet them.
One of the two, Cory, helped me to wrap her up and keep everything together. She didn’t fight it much so we wrapped her up and he carried her to my car. We got to the vet and got her inside.
She said it didn’t look bad and it was mostly fat coming out. They said it would be really easy and we would have her back the next day.
The rest of the night was hard because I had to worry if my baby girl was going to make it. I fell asleep and throughout the night got a few phone calls from my vet and the emergency vet. Everything went well though.
In the morning they said she’d be ready at 2 so it was jus a waiting game. I got excused from work so I could be with her all day. Finally when 2 rolled around we picked her up and she has just been the loviest tired kitten and it makes me so happy to see her. I had been fearing for her all night but this champ made it. I am so glad to see her and know that she is now alright. I don’t know what I would have done it I lost my baby girl