Today was a day of dealing with tetchy people on the telephone. Yesterday Yara threw up. Thankfully it was while we were outside taking our lunchtime walk through Lafayette Park. But she continued to sort of dry heave and hack for the remainder of the afternoon. I called the vet to inquire if this might be a side-effect of the antibiotics. She didn’t seem worried, noting that Yara had been on this same antibiotic before without incident. Though, I can’t remember if she had any vomiting during that time – since it was six months ago – and most of the time I attribute any vomit to EPI because it usually happens when she’s skipping meals. But while she’s been reluctant to eat the last few days, she has finished all her meals. Eventually.

Anyway, I was advised to observe her for a day or so and give her some Pepcid for possible acid buildup in her stomach. I ended up leaving work at 3:00 PM because she was still acting like she might puke again. And by this morning her stomach was still sounding very gurgly. Since I probably stressed myself into a migraine, I called in. This would be the first of the tetchy calls because one of my colleagues was also out.

Aside from coughing up something and promptly swallowing it, Yara didn’t vomit throughout the day but her stomach was still making churning and gurgling noises at noon, so I ended up having to call and cancel my neurology appointment. I was pretty loathe to do this since I have been having the mega migraines of doom lately and I have been waiting on this appointment for quite awhile now. So, of course, I got a snippy receptionist on the phone who told me with a long suffering sigh that I could have an appointment in two weeks, but I should know that a no-show or a cancel on this appointment would be very inconvenient for their office.

Whatever.