That is certainly how it feels at the minute! We got back from our amaaaazing holiday all rejuvenated and full of life (if a little bit glum that we couldn't just jack everything in and disappear off round the world for a few years with the Darkinses), but also as I'm sure you can imagine, totally broke. Ever since then, Jerry has been in and out and in and out of the vets, with recurrent FLUTD. This has been both distressing (for all of us) and very expensive. He's back in the hospital again today with a blocked willy (ouch!) and is really in loads of pain and very sad. It is horrible.
Also, during one of Jerry's more normal urinary phases, Stu was also stricken down with terrible tummy pains. After 2 trips to the hospital in 12 hours (both of which required morphine to manage the pain) an ultrasound revealed that he had gall stones, and he was whisked in to have his gall bladder removed. Which was all traumatic enough, without the accompanying short sharp introduction to the world of private health care - including being told that we would need to pay a $5ooo deposit for the operation, because they hadn't dealt with our insurance providers before. I ask you - if I had $5000 available for a deposit, I think I would be able to just pay for an operation, rather than needing bloody private health care. Fortunately our insurance providers turned out to be awesome, and faxed over an immediate guarantee of payment, so Stu could actually get the treatment he needed.
So it's all been a bit crap.
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