I made the appointment for Saturday afternoon because I was sure I'd need Monster's help in getting Inky into the carrier. The whole day turned into a comedy of errors due to the fact that both of us had other plans for Saturday in addition to the vet visit. I was going to a fundraising brunch for my local NDP candidate in the upcoming election, while Monster was going to Men's Health Day at the mall. Men's Health Day is the only time Monster ever gets any form of medical care other than seeing his optometrist. He gets his blood sugar, blood pressure, cholesterol and PSA tested.
About half an hour before I left to catch the bus to the brunch event, I checked my blood sugar and discovered it was a lot higher than I had expected, so I took a single unit of insulin to correct it. Then I finished watching Amazing Race Canada and walked down the road to catch the bus.
I soon discovered that there was nobody at the brunch that I knew, and the people who sat at my table chose to sit at the extreme opposite end of the table and ignore me. Unfortunately, my work schedule and my job's rules about not being seen in public supporting a political cause mean that I can't attend a lot of local NDP events, so I am not one of the insiders who the candidates know by name and who all know each other.
Before I headed for the brunch buffet I checked my blood sugar and found that it was even higher than it had been before I took the single unit earlier, so I was afraid that my Omnipod was malfunctioning. However, I hadn't brought any spare insulin with me, so I couldn't change my pod. I decided I'd go for the lowest-carbohydrate options on the buffet, only to find that there was nothing there that was low-carb except for some scrambled eggs. Even the ham was marinated in maple syrup. I finally chose some green salad, some scrambled eggs and some hashbrown potatoes. I then took a huge insulin bolus and tried to eat, but the high blood sugar meant that my tummy was not happy with me, and I coughed a lot (I cough when I am nauseated) due to that and also due to the dryness of the potatoes. In fact, the food was horrible. The eggs and potatoes were dry and the ham was tasteless. I lost what little appetite I had and didn't eat much.
I sat and listened to the speeches, and then it was time for me to leave. I didn't have time to stay for the women's election forum. I did speak to the candidate briefly. Unfortunately, he couldn't answer my questions about either prescription drug coverage or autism services, though he did ask me to come back after the election and tell him what I think he should know about autism, presuming he is reelected.
Unfortunately, because I stopped and talked to him I missed my bus by just a few minutes, and buses on that route don't run often. I waited for the next one, but that one was a different route and I went to the wrong bus stop, so I missed that one too. Seeing that the next bus after that, of either route, wasn't for another half hour, and knowing that I had to be back to take Inky to the vet, as well as to get a birthday card for Monster, I walked home with a stop at the shopping centre to get the birthday card. When I got home my blood sugar was back to normal, so I was relieved to not have to change my insulin pod.
Meanwhile Monster got held up because somebody decided to try to cross the road against the lights and got hit by a car, so the road to the mall (where the Men's Health Day was being held) was blocked off and traffic was diverted while the police investigated. He got back to my place just a few minutes after I did, and we both got there just 15 minutes before we had to leave again. But we did get Inky into the carrier and caught the bus to the vet. Inky cried most of the way there.
While we were at the vet, Inky growled at everybody. She growled at me. She growled at Monster. She growled at the vet tech. She growled at Dr. Diponio. However, she didn't try to scratch or bite anybody. The vet tech was scared of her. Several times Inky put her paws around my neck and asked me to hold her, and she did the same to Monster. Happily, this time she didn't pee all over the place. She pooped on the scale, though. She also "expressed" her anal glands on the vet and the vet tech.
The lump on Inky's head is not serious. Dr. Diponio isn't 100 percent certain, but she thinks it's a clogged hair follicle or sweat gland, so either folliculitis or a sebaceous cyst. The description of folliculitis that I read online sounds exactly like Inky's bump. It's too small for the vet to do a needle aspiration, so unless the bump gets bigger or starts to hurt, we won't do anything about it. If it does get bigger, Dr. Diponio will sedate Inky and remove the bump.
The weather was warm, and while we were waiting at the bus stop, Inky started to pant. I felt like a bad Meowmie for taking her on the bus and not calling a taxi because Inky was too hot. But we made it home and Inky suffered no permanent damage. The other cats were hissy at her for the rest of the day because she smelled like the vet.