Kona's home. She's really out of it. She doesn't seem to know who I am or where she's at. She was frantically pacing the house, so I just put her in her crate to try to settle her.
The sticker she picked up is from the grass, bromus diandrus. Its common name is Ripgut...yeah.
The vet sent us home with an antibiotic and an antihistamine. She'll be on those for a few days, but they're just preventatives. I'll feel better when her level of consciousness comes back up, but it still feels good to have her home.
A request for crossed paws for Kona Girl.
She took one pounce on our run this morning and emerged with a foxtail in her nostril. For those familiar with the stickers in the west, it wasn't a normal foxtail, the seed she picked up was one of those really really long ones. It stuck a couple inches out of her nose, but the barbed tip was already too far in for me to get it out. By the time the vet opened a couple hours later, it had migrated further back into her nasal cavity.
This is Kona's 11th vet visit in the last 13 months. Add on 3 hospitalization nights and I think she's due for a frequent visitor reward. Ugh.
The vet told me she wouldn't be worked on until sometime between 11:30 and 2:30. I understand that they need to get her in whenever is best, since hers isn't a life threatening condition. On top of that, the vet said the procedure could take anywhere from 5 minutes to an hour, depending on where the sticker landed. So it makes sense that they have to leave a big window for when they'll get to her, but my stomach turns over thinking about her being terrified as she waits. Ugh again.
Thanks for hearing my emotional upchuck. I'll update when she comes home.