Saturday, 9 April 2016
Tears
Crying myself to bed now. Words can't describe how hurt I am by your words and how little you care about our little Gigi. You weren't there to hear him cry when his blood was extracted. You weren't there to witness how much pain he was in to the extend that he can't even walk around.
Yes $592 is a huge sum of money for me. How long do I need to work to get this amount? How many months do I need to wait for people to pay me? I'm earning so much lesser than you are, yet I did not even complain about it being expensive.
I thought it was worth it. Anything to get Gigi out of his pain.
Was expecting some form of concern at least, from you. A dog that has gone through X-ray blood test and two fucking jabs in one night not to mention all the pain he had to suffer while he was at home?
You don't understand how lucky we were to have A insisting that I should go to another vet for second opinion.
And that fucking lousy first vet just brushed Gigi's condition aside as "stomach problem, probably ate the wrong food" what fucking nonsense. It's not that fucking simple. Have him some pain killers and hope that he will be fine after 4 days?!
I felt as if my heart is torn into pieces every time he cries and I can't do shit. Tears just pour out of my eyes, embarrassing me as usual. Words can't describe how relieved I was to know that his organs wasn't infected....
I'm sorry for this rant, I'm still in a state of shock, that moment before the test and the scan, I thought I might just lose him for good and I can not live with that knowledge at all...
I'm just really really really upset about this whole issue. I just can't imagine a day without Gigi.
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