Parvo + Pregnant Woman = Recipe for Tears

This last week has been a bit difficult in general, and my pregnancy brain was only the beginning. 

Never in my life did I think that I would be using bad cliches like pregnancy brain to justify my own forgetfulness, but its getting extreme, I have honestly forgotten my cellphone in my jacket pocket for two days and almost cancelled my phone.  Thankfully I bumped into my jacket hanging up at work and stuck my hands into the pockets just to check.  Yay for having a phone, boo to forgetting it at home for 2 other days this week, most useless cellphone ever.

So this week has been interesting to say the least, now we get to add in the infamous Parvo virus.  My poor puppy who chewed up every set of headphones I own suddenly started throwing up only hours after the loss of my poor Sennheisers.  Can someone say guilt trip?  Once we took her to the vet it was discovered that she had parvo, a pretty mild case to my eyes, but of course the vets play it up and we fell for it hook, line and credit card. 

$1100 later we take puppy home because we really can't afford a second mortgage on the house we just bought in May.  Never in my life have I seen an angrier, pukier dog than I did that night.  Not only was she mad at us for leaving us at the vets, but she threw up the food that the vet had force fed her.  Puke pile number 1 billion and counting. 

Today seemed ok, and I actually took the morning off to care for my sick puppy because clearly we can afford me to take time off right now.  Puppy starts to throw up again, can't keep water down and looks so sad and depressed that with my pregnant brain all I can think is "oh my god, she's doomed I'm going to lose my puppy and we can't afford anymore vet care"  (start tears now).  So Marc and I miraculously come up with another $600 and he takes her to our regular vets office, the other was a 24 hour emergency vet. 

Here comes in my love for certain vets.  Our regular vet looks at Brunswick and says that she isn't even really that dehydrated, gives her an anti-nauseau shot, shows Marc how to insert an IV and gives Brunswick IV fluids.  The vet then gives us IV fluids and some more medications along with a syringe to give her medications and foods.  Total cost $100, that's right ladies and gentlemen $100. 

Do I feel ripped off?  More than a little, more than a little ladies and gentlemen. 

On a good note Brunswick is getting better, and is expected to make a full recovery which is nice (insert more tears here).  I am now a weepy crying mess because my puppy is going to live and its not going to cost me another $1200 or more.

I need more sleep...and less horomones, sadly only one of those is rectifiable.