Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The stupid ultrasound was down all day, so I still don't know what's wrong with Keegan.
My poor boy is so scared. We have a really wonderful vet that actually has a special area for people to visit with ICU patients. I sat with Keegan for more than two hours, and once he'd settled down, he just worked on burrowing behind me. He'd calm down and relax for a little while, but whenever someone walked by, he'd tense up and try to get further behind me.
I really, really hope that tomorrow, I'm going to get to bring him home and somehow make all of this up to him. My poor boy.
If you're reading this before my next update, please light a candle, say a prayer, keep him in your thoughts...whatever your particular brand of good thoughts/well wishes/begging for favors from deities is...my baby boy could use it.