Satori :skyeface3: on Nostr: 10 pm and I’m at the emerg clinic again. Same scenario as last time, Sitara was her ...

10 pm and I’m at the emerg clinic again. Same scenario as last time, Sitara was her happy, hoppy, loving ebullient self all day until she’s suddenly not. Pain in abdomen. She’s in the back, “stable”.

It is Sunday night and they are extraordinarily busy. It will be hours to see a vet. The emerg vet clinic at night is an awful place to be. It reminds me of sitting alone in ICU with Dad those long nights two years ago. The staff are, as is needed I suppose in these jobs, emotionally distant.