Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew. Caesarean, that is GROSS. Did you scream? I would of screamed. Screamed like the girl I am.
Close to. Like I said, I flipped. I wanted them off me, but I couldn't just put them back on her, or on the couch, and I had no idea what they were and I wanted them to stop moving!! So I started hyperventilating and Vic was like "It's ok, put them on my hand." And I did and paced and called the vet and cleaned. If it weren't for the cleaning, I'd be having a panic attack right now. I hate crawly things, and I hate when my baby is sick ('cos it makes me feel like a worthless mom).
The worst part about it is that we saw them on her before, but I threw them away and only brought in poop to the vet. They did a test and all that, and nothing came up. They did several fecal tests several times, and nothing came up. But she couldn't just get worms out of nowhere. I have this feeling that she's had them the whole time we've had her, but escaped the testing somehow by luck.
AND SHE WAS DEWORMED GOOD AND PROPERLY AT THE SHELTER. :'(