Before leaving for San Diego, we visited Bear at Dove-Lewis pet hospital. He didn’t look that good. We now get twice or thrice daily updates from Dove-Lewis, my mom (yes, she is on the call list), and Kristin (the trainer).
As we left our visit with Bear, after we took off the gowns, rubber gloves, footy slippers, and dipped our feet in some toxic solution to kill any remaining Parvovirus, the technician warned us that dogs with parvo often don’t make it. She told us that we should be realistic but still be hopeful. She had told us that he was doing better in the morning, but then tailed off as the day wore on, which is often how I feel on any given day.
Most of the updates about Bear are stagnant. They don’t change much. He really hasn’t eaten anything aside from 16 kibbles of food. He had really bad diarrhea, but that has since diminished, along with the blood in the diarrhea. His blood work has remained decent for a dog with parvo. Other communications I’ve had with Dove-Lewis is with their accountant giving more permissions to charge our Visa.
It is worth noting that they knew exactly how many kibbles Bear ate. This and the other list of things they know about Bear (white blood cell count, protein levels, and others I can neither pronounce nor spell) is an indication of the bill accumulating.
We are in San Diego and enjoying the environs, including Legoland. Just before Maggie, Declan, and I loaded into the car I gave consent to use the feeding tube to get some much needed nutrients to Bear.
Legoland sucks. I would get much more bang for my buck playing Lotto or PowerBall. The buildup is similar. There is great expectation about the fun to be had. You fantasize about what would be your first move. With the lottery you wonder where you would live and what you would do everyday. With Legoland you wonder about which ride to go on, which models to build, and how much fun the kids will have.
Then reality hits. With the lottery it is over pretty quick. The last lotto ticket I had, which was given to me as a birthday present, I did not have even one matching number. Shouldn’t there be some sort of “total loser” prize for not getting even one number matched? Like they’d give you the price of the ticket back, or half the price of the ticket?
At Legoland reality creeps up to you slowly. It starts with parking. You drive into this giant expanse of a parking lot. There is nothing around. No one would drive out to this place and park and not shell out the $89 to get into the park, yet they charge you $12 to park. And that is the economy lot. You can pay $20 for the privilege of parking closer in.
At the airport there is short-term, long-term, long-long-term, and then there is economy parking. This is the economy parking; at the airport it is one or two exits before the airport with a 15 minute shuttle ride to departures. For $12 we found a spot that was a 15 minute walk to the entrance.
Once in the park there are the lines, and the heat, and more lines to get food, and then paying for food. The bill for lunch, which I abstained from, was $25. Dec had a grilled cheese kids meal, and Maggie had a roast beef sandwich and a drink. The drink was $3.50, which I had high hopes for until seeing the “Sorry no refills” sign at the fountain (I learned my lesson trying to dupe food service at a ski area cafeteria in high school).
I got more bitter as the day progressed with more incidental fees being tacked on (you have to pay $5 to dry yourself outside the squirt gun zone). Not sure it was worth the couple of pictures captured. I’m hoping there will be more lasting memories for the kids than the relief felt as we entered the “Build it…Test it” room that was both “free” AND air-conditioned.
Aside from the AC, the highlight for me was getting a text from Kristin. She had just spoken to the vet, who told Kristin that she expects Bear to make it. She said that he’ll likely be able to go home after another two to four days. Kristin also said that the pharmaceutical company that we got the vaccinations from might pay for part or all of Bear’s bill.
My immediate thought was relief. Then I quickly wondered if Kristin had any idea how much the bill was currently, let alone what it will be after another four days. I am also considering, somewhat seriously, putting our “project” on Kickstarter.com for funding. I just need to come up with a catch name. I already have plenty of cute pictures to reel people in after they have clicked on the catchy name for our project.
Aside from Legoland, San Diego has been awesome. We went to the beach the first day. The day turned to evening. We made a run to Roberto’s for fish tacos and had dinner at the beach while the sun set. One of my favorite things to do.