I got to bring Ego home yesterday from the vet hospital, he unleashed three weeks worth of boredom and pent up energy from being stabled 24/7 the entire time with a half hour of zoomies, somehow did not faceplant. Unfortunately he will NOT let me get his medication in his eye without a half an hour fight and wastage so my local vet is coming out to put a lavage system back in his eye as getting medication in is crucial at this point in the healing stage. Not gonna lie, had a mental breakdown after attempting to medicate it for the second time today, it’s emotionally draining dealing with this and more times than not I’ve told myself I cannot do it anymore and have screamed into a pillow and have wanted to give up and just take his eye out but he’s not even three yet, it would be a waste not to try especially as the eye is responding well to treatment. It has now cost $7k and three months to treat, the lavage will cost another $800, maybe more. I just keep thinking about how I will look back at this awful time in our lives and be happy to be over it.
Jackie had always enjoyed storms. He watched the clouds gather over head. Huge, dark ominous looking clouds. He could hear the thunder bellowing in the distance. The wind had picked up. Driving the storm ever closer.
The air felt electric, as if the molecules themselves were alight. The cool wind flowed around the hero, making his cape fly behind him. The rumble grew ever louder as he stood on the rooftop.
Like ice the droplets came rushing down, splashing on jackie’s face. He kept looking up, marveled at the storm. The flashes of light, the marvelous sound of the crashing thunder, the cold of the water.
Jackie took a breath as the lightning grew more intense, the rain heavier. His eyes closed as he reveled in the power that nature gave. Blood washed from his suit, The rain cleansing his wounds both external and in. Jackie had always enjoyed storms.