Last week we had quite a scare.
As we were getting ready for bed Monday night Edie came into our room with something in her mouth. Jus asked if I had given them denta bones and I said no, he grabbed the block out of her mouth and we discovered it was rat poison.
At some point as we were frantically putting everything away and trying to set up our kitchen someone put a box of rat poison blocks under the sink. Monday night Edie got bored and decided to open said box and play with said blocks. We were able to find 7 of the 8 blocks but could not find the last.
I immediately got online to see what we could do (at this point it was 2 am and the vet was long closed). I learned that Hydrogen Peroxide (to induce vomiting) followed by Vitamin K was our only hope, rat poisoning works slowly and symptoms of poisoning don't appear until 36 hours after ingestion, at this point Edie's internal organs would be bleeding and she would die quickly.
We took Edie into the bathroom, I held her mouth open led and Jus poured hydrogen peroxide down her throat, after trying this twice we realized we needed a syringe.
Jus walked the half block to the drug store when he got home, I squirted 2 teaspoons of hydrogen peroxide down Edie's throat. She began throwing up and we began to look for bits of rat poison, finally she emptied her stomach and we had yet to see the turquoise colored rat poison.
Jus had talked to the vet at this point and the vet told him to get Edie to throw up and then bring her in in the morning.
We went to bed feeling ok about our girl, as we laid it bed I started to cry, it was 3:30 at this point and even though we hadn't seen any there was a good chance Edie had eaten rat poison.
It turns out Edie is ok, the vet did some blood work and they didn't find any poison, her liver & kidneys are working well and we're giving her Vitamin K supplements.
Obviously, I was incredibly worried about Edie the thing that struck me most about that night is how upset I was.
Edie & Layla are our girls.
We talk to them like we talk to each other, we scold them by talking rationally to them, Edie sits on our laps and they both like to spoon us in bed.
So how the heck am I going to be able to have kids? If I'm crying because my dog is throwing up how am I going to be able to handle having a child cry in the middle of the night?
I'm under the impression that mothers have the strength of a hundred women, my mother has always had much greater strength than I do and I hope that when we have kids I'll be able to be strong when they're sick, sad & hurt.
And if I don't, Jus is in for a wild ride.