Ah...the joy of Friday.
The joy of getting a message from the GI doctor on Friday, when it's too late to do anything about the great news that Victoria, still, still has Giardia. Apparently, the first dose of medicine did not rid her off her freeloading enemy.
What really burns my cookies, is that I called the doctor two weeks ago and politely suggested that we should treat Victoria again for her pesky parasite because she still has the scariest poop I have ever seen.
Did the doctor listen to me? Of course not. Instead, I had to take three more poop samples, which I turned in a week ago.
Did I get timely results from the doctor? I did not! I had to call and be pesky myself until they finally called me at 4:30 this afternoon. Too late to get Victoria the medicine to kill the nasty little creatures. Since she is so small, the medicine has to be compounded and those pharmacies aren't open on the weekend.
Giardia causes Abdominal pain, Diarrhea, bloating, headaches, loss of appetite and the inability for the host to absorb nutrients. The perfect friend for a tiny child who suffered from malnutrition.
Geez, my cats can get better treatment at the vet.
I am so mad!!!! Maybe I will file a complaint. Maybe I'll file the complaint by calling the doctor at 5 am on Sunday.