Get to the vet and a tech takes Skippy for a triage. Then we are taken in to a room with the vet. She has me hold a light while she stains Skippy's eye. Right along the edge of the colored part of the eye is about a 3/4" deep gash. Cat scratch. Deep. She offers to send us right to UC DAVIS vet clinic for surgery and grafts. Expensive. TRIPLE CRAP. I reject that offer. She gives me the 300.00 option. 2 forms of antibiotics, 2 pain killers and a serum made of Skippy's white blood cells to fight infection. Do it I tell her. She then tells me there is a chance Skippy could lose his eye. Drops must be administer every 4 hours around the clock. Set your alarm. EXPLETIVE inserted here. 90 minutes later another tech takes me into a room and I see Skippy in his cone of shame. I am shown how to administer all the meds. We get home to luke warm Chinese food that we eat as I set alarms on my phone every four hours. Finally Drew and I hit the sack at 1030, me knowing that I will get 2 hours of sleep before the blessed alarm.
I have made it through all of the first day doses. Skippy can open his eye a bit. He is very clingy and very touchy. I am very tired and very touchy. We go back to the vet on Sunday to see how things are doing.
I hate Mrs.Murphy's law.