My grief has now turned to terror, as Kobold's only surviving sister is suddenly sick, worse than Kobold was. Neither ever had the runs, so I had never even known they were lethal, but I would have from this liquid stench that plagues Kendra now. Injections, infusions, blood works, the indescribably literally sickening fear of boss/colleague, force-feeding, excrement, pills, vomit, and all that in only four days.
But the vet I vowed not to go to, to have Kendra just die here than with tubes in a tiny storage room there, I had to go to again, and now she forces me to come back on workday Monday and more syringe feeding and pills and despite all that, I don't actually know what I should do since she had the runs worse after the infusion of vit B and anti-biotics and force feeding. I don't even know if I should call her on Sunday, and I don't think I could manage the 2 hour public transport to the uni clinic.
Nobody to give me infusions. My mind and my body are shutting down.