My dog has dry-eye syndrome. Severe dry-eye syndrome. Only in our household. Crap.
$400, 2 sets of drops, a pill, and a nasty eye ointment, the vet tells me this won't ever go away. We can only hope to wean her down to only the nasty eye ointment.
He then tells me that if I'm pregnant I shouldn't handle the ointment. I lose it and start laughing like a crazy woman, "Kevin, don't even mojo me like that!..haha..ha.....uh....ha..No, seriously why would you even mention that? Do I look pregnant? Haha..Why is it this all $400? Ha....uh..."
After getting a little scared and backing away from me, he said "No, no! Just a precaution we tell all of our dog owners."
Poor man.
Later on..
Me: Babe, so Daisy's eyes turned out to be severe dry-eye..Crazy..We have to do all these meds
Paul: cutting me off How much was the bill?
Me: That's nice. It was $400.
Paul: What?! So, can we just put her to sleep?
Me: WHAT?! For dry-eye? What's wrong with you?
Paul: What's wrong with me? What's wrong with YOU? $400?
Me: walking away....Like I had a choice in paying it at after we were there. Duh.
Me: turning back around Oh and by the way, I'll give her the pill but you're in charge of the drops and the eye ointment.
Paul: How did I get in charge of that?
Me: Because her eyes are so nasty. I can't deal with all that white gooey stuff, hence it is now YOUR job.
Maybe we can make a little doggie restasis commercial so we can get our vet bills back in residuals.
