Longest Week Ever!

So, my last post was on Sunday but I never followed up with what's going on with Ollie.  So I brought him to work with me on Monday because he needed blood work done anyway.  They did an exam, drew blood, did a cysto and UA.  After all of that (me hoping that it's something medical and not behavioral: I know that sounds bad but really it's for the best), Ollie has cystitis.  Cystitis is the inflammation of the bladder.  To treat this, he had some sub q fluids (which he was super naughty for!), his diet changed to canned food, and some anti-inflammatory meds.  Thanks so much to Dr.Schultz who helped and figured what was wrong with my boy.  On Tuesday, I was talking with MC about Ollie because she wasn't in on Monday and she suggested that we put him on a prescription urinary food.  So basically it helps with his water intake and it specializes for the bladder and urine issues.  He's been really good about going potty in his litter box since Monday.  That was the major part of my week, my mind has seemed consumed with everything Ollie.  I know some people don't understand how people can love their pets so much and go to great lengths to help them.  I have to say that 4 years ago, I would be one of those people because I didn't understand all that medical stuff, and the money issue obviously.  However, working at BRAH for the last 4 years has opened my eyes to all things medical for pets.  I have learned so much about vet medicine because of the great staff at BRAH.  They are always willing to teach and explain things at length.  I am now one of the owners that will ask the medical questions and how can we treat this? I won't just think, oh that's a lot of money, gotta euthanize.  I've loved every pet I've ever had but when you gain knowledge, you gain more time with your pets.  Ollie is only 1 years old and this happened.  I wish you could adopt a pet and know it's future and what it will cost you.  Hello! Though that may be wished about it'll never happen.  So you have to roll with the punches.  If you don't believe in helping your pets when things get bad than you should never have owned a pet.  Some things are so easily fixed!  OK, that was my rant about loving, owning, and taking great care for your pets!
The other major thing I did this week was go to my first psychiatrist appointment.  For the longest time I didn't want to talk about this part of my life, I don't know if I was embarrassed or what, just didn't want to talk about it.  My appointment went really great and she's switching some of my meds around and I am happy with the doctor that I found.  I'm on my road to "recovery", or at least I hope I am!