Frankie Weiss and Her Magic

Frankie and her Mr. Mom spent a sorry night, she not eating and I was not sleeping, if at all, fitfully. The “ring” of the word Specialist meant big bucks. However, to me, my beautiful and loving Frankie was priceless.

The next morning, we drove to Bricktown, New Jersey, 65 miles from our home. Never did I dream what the future would hold for this feline so dear to my heart. The two of us were doomed to go through a lot of torment and suffering. If Frankie hurt, her Mr. Mom hurt right along with her. I cannot speak for Johnnie; she may not have understood what was taking place.

Frankie was immediately taken into the examination room, I was told to wait in the reception area. Upon examination the diagnosis was confirmed. My poor dear Frankie had a serious case of Gingivitis. It would cost anywhere between $350.00 and $850.00, depending on the blood work, X-rays and other various tests to determine the best procedure in removing all the affected teeth and gum treatment.

Frankie’s health was excellent otherwise. I had not driven 65 miles just to hear the bad news; I told Dr. Fiorito to go ahead, to do what was best in this case. I felt sick and hurt for Frankie knowing the trauma she was to undergo. The procedure would take a few hours. Hours that would find me on pins and needles and anxious to know that my beautiful Calico had survived this unexpected and torturous ordeal.

Time weighed heavily on my hands, while having a few cups of coffee; in trying to read magazines, comprehending the printed word was difficult. I was in no mood to read things that meant nothing to me. Frankie, her surgery and future health were foremost in my mind.

Finally, two hours and ten minutes later Dr. Fiorito came out to speak to me. Frankie, like the true champion I think she is, came through her surgery in great style. Seven teeth were removed, some gum suturing and she was resting comfortably as the anesthesia wore off. Dr. Fiorito told me the attendant would take me in to see Frankie in a little while. The doctor gave me instructions and a number of prescriptions were written for tablets that had to be crushed and mixed with her food. Finally, the attendant came to take me into the operating room to see my little Calico.

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