In my haste to report how the situation w/Dr. Lee was rectified, I forgot to mention how Pidgelet is doing, the most important of all. Obviously, she made it through the night. At one point, I had finally drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened by her wailing. She went downstairs into the living room, stood in the middle of the floor and just wailed. I picked her up and took her back upstairs w/me where she spent the rest of the night and wailed intermittently. She ate w/the rest of the Fur Posse this morning, went back upstairs and laid on my bed and began wailing again. I think it may be anxiety or whenever she exerts herself perhaps her chest hurts and that's why she wails. This is the saddest time I've had in years.
I'm trying to stay positive for her but after she gets all these meds in her, she's to go back to Dr. Lee on Wednesday evening to be retested to see how they're working. If there is no improvement and she continues the wailing, I may have to help her to the Bridge. She's had too long and healthy a life for her to suffer now just because I want her to be w/me for a little while longer. W/Puddy it was different; she lived 4 1/2 years less time than Pidge and she had one challenge after another, so I felt I owed her. W/Pidge, I feel as though I owe her, too, but in a different way. I owe her peace.
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