Dogs Hate Hospitals Just as Much as We Do

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I walked into the hospital today to visit my baby. They are still running diagnostics, trying to figure out what it could be causing the internal bleeding. Right now it can be one of four things and about two of those things, she will live and the other two….well..ya know.

Meanwhile they are giving her blood transfusions to keep her alive but she is still very weak and is unable to move much.

So I went in to visit with her, and at that time she was being given her blood transfusion of the day so they took me to the back room. I walked in and she immediately perked her head up and while her usual tail wagging and barking were absent I could tell she was happy to see me. I started crying once I saw all the tubes and needles in her but tried to remain calm despite that. I knelt down and started petting her just as an alarm started sounding.

An unbelievable, gorgeous, model looking man knelt down beside me while shutting off the alarm.

“Sorry about that,” he said, “We have to take her temperature every 10 minutes during the transfusion to make sure she is not having a reaction.

“That’s ok” I replied as I rubbed Nala’s now shaved belly.

As Gorgeous Vet took her temp, Nala gave him a LOOK, as if to say “Honey I don’t care how gorgeous you are, first you give me the bikini waxes of all bikini waxes and now you are shoving things up my ass…I am a lady and this is uncalled for.”

I kept petting Nala to comfort her but chuckled at the expression on her face, almost as if she was embarrassed.

“How has she been today”? I asked GVM (Gorgeous Vet Man)

“She is weak but she ate a bit, she has been very tired but far less than yesterday.”

I start crying once more...and of course when I am emotional I start pouring my heart out to complete strangers.

“Just please save her ok? I am not ready to let her go, I am really not ready. I can’t take this so just please do whatever you have to do. Money is no issue. Even if she has to be in the hospital for a while, as long as you save her. My other dogs are really confused. She is like their mother. Sugar would not even take a treat today because Nala always gets one first. And, I have had Nala since I was 12 so just save her ok”

GVM put his hand on my shoulder. Now guys are automatically sexier when a girl sees them being all lovey with animals or babies so you could imagine how incredibly sexy GVM looked.

“There is still hope. Hang on to your hope ok”? He said compassionately.

"Man, I don't know how you guys do it, working here."

"It is tough sometimes, but it is worth it" replied.

I had been petting Nala this whole time, knowing that since she is a typical Princess she hates it if you stop petting her. However, I stopped at that moment to get a tissue from my purse to wipe away my tears.

As I was doing so Nala took her paw and hit me. I smiled. That’s my Nala.

“You see that GVM!! She hit me! She always does that when I stop petting her! Maybe it means she is feeling a bit better! Yesterday she didn’t even move when I stopped petting her and today she hit me!”

“Rachel, we will find out the results tomorrow or the next day. But, yes that is a good sign, and the fact that she perked her head up is a good sign too, keep your hope alive,” he smiled a warm smile.

He got up to tend to another dog, and I sat with Nala for another half hour or so. She fell asleep so I gave her a kiss and told her I would see her tomorrow.

I waved bye to all the amazing people working to save my dog. I felt like I was in a special animal version of the TV show House, with GVM and team working against time to try to figure out some rare illness my dog has.

But the patient always gets saved at the end of the show…so I know there is reason to keep my hope alive.

Besides, she hit me, which means she was pissed. And, I could have sworn she was flirting with GVM. When us girls get pissed and flirt, it can only mean one thing…

We are alive.