We have been on TH for over a year and have completed around 35 sits on the app and many return sits off the app. We have a regular that often has us sit for them and have gone out of our way to make ourselves available to them when they need help, for example because there are three pet sitter’s on our family team, when we had another sit nearby we would split up to accommodate their needs, and my husband has fixed their tractor etc for them. We had an off app sit planned with them last week, and we have sat for them off and on since Jan for various trips they have taken.
In Feb I started having a terrible “migraine” that wouldn’t go away. I went to the dentist three times over the course of Feb and March and we talked about it when we would see them because the relentless neck and head pain was so consuming that my husband was doing all the work of caring for the animals and I was mostly just a snuggle friend and I wanted to be transparent about that.
They were fine with that and suggested acupuncture etc. I expressed my gratitude to be able to hang out with their dogs when I wasn’t feeling well bc that truly is comforting to me. We have sat for them probably 12 times in the past year so there’s been a lot of communication back and forth.
In Jan they really needed a sitter but we were booked and my daughter agreed to do the other sit (also off ap, a regular who we have sat multiple times for)so that we could watch their dogs and accommodate both families needs. I explained to the husband who does the booking with us that we would be responsible for the other family’s home as well and that if something should happen (such as an emergency) I might need to switch places with my daughter who is 23 and had briefly met both dogs at this sit as well. He agreed to that and during the sit in Jan unfortunately the worst happened and one of the dogs my daughter was watching had to be put to sleep.
It wasn’t entirely unexpected and we had a plan in place. So my daughter and I switched places and my husband came with me because the poor old girl was a giant breed and it would take us all to lift her into the car. I informed the husband of the other sit we were switching places and that F… would be watching their two dogs for a little while until this situation was handled. He agreed, but said he wasn’t going to tell his wife because her mom also was in the hospital and he didn’t want to stress her out. I had bigger fish to fry in the moment and just did what I had to do without much thought about their communication in their relationship I felt like it was not my problem.
Fast forward to last Tuesday, my headache has not gotten better and I get sent from the dentist to the doctor to the ER to being admitted to the hospital for a dissected Vertibral Artery. I was walking around with a clot blocking my artery to my brain for a month and am so lucky to be alive.
The whole time I was in the hospital I was updating them because we had a sit starting on Friday with them. I sent them probably 10 updates over the three days.
As they do, the hospital was running behind and kept changing when I would be discharged. I kept informing them.
They said they found out they could bring their dogs on their trip if it would be too much trouble for me to keep them and I said they are no trouble, but I’m concerned about them being left alone for too long because the hospital keeps changing my discharge time.
Keep in mind I’m crying, throwing up, and my BP which is normally too low keeps shooting up to the 160’s. The pain is so severe I’m on iv morphine then switched to oral oxycodone and the doctors rx me 8 different anticoagulant and pain medications that will need to be picked up before we can drive to their house, and I use the tribal pharmacy that closes early because it’s free to me and other pharmacies arent so it was really important I get these medications.
Also the wife’s mom and uncle live very close like down the street from them.
Around 2:30 I get a text from the wife saying that they left at 11:30 and the dogs will need to be let out by 3:30. I still have an iv in my arm. We scramble and ask my daughter if she can watch the dogs if my husband drives her there. It’s about a half an hour drive and the pharmacy closes at 5. So we thought if he hurries and takes her there then he can drop her off then come get me from the hospital and take me to get the medicines. This was not an ideal solution but we were trying to help and care about the dogs too.
Then the following convo happened:
2 People >
Dog Mom:
This needs to get figured out. We’re four hours from home now but will turn around and drive back if we need to. It needs to be you or E… with the dogs, L… is not ok with strangers. Thank you
Me:
Ok. I will wait at the hospital and not get my prescriptions. Thank you.
Dog Mom
My mom is going to pick them up so take your time
Ok thank you I will tell E… to head back.
Dog mom
My mom is going to pick them up so take your time. Actually she is just going to meet you there, it’s a lot for her.
Me:
Ok thank you. I appreciate your patience. This whole situation has us all stressed out.
Dogmom
Yeah. Same.
(At this point I was so upset my BP shot up to over two hundred for the top number for 4 readings in a row. I sent her the MRI of my brain with a red arrow pointing to the artery that had no blood flowing through it in response and explained that this is a life changing diagnosis and that I truly need to get those medications because without them I could die.)
So my husband came back and picked me up, took me to get my meds, then we met her mom at the house.
It all worked out in the end, but I have this feeling that I can’t shake, that her dog’s comfort is more important to her than my life. I would understand even if her dog’s life was in jeopardy, choosing her dog who she has known longer. But the dog pees inside all the time (not when we are there, but they told us she does and we can smell it).
My feelings are so hurt and I felt so dehumanized by the whole exchange and I know I am sensitive and still in a lot of pain and getting used to new medications. But I still think that her response was a bit unhinged. My daughter said we should not help them again because they knew I was in the hospital and I updated them more than my own kids and they had the option to bring their dogs with them and chose not to.
Maybe I just needed to vent to some other pet sitter’s who have experience with this pseudo-social relationship we can have with pet parents we sit for regularly. I have no illusion they were my friends now. I don’t even think I’m human to them
(Edited to remove names)