She lay on me quietly and I found this a deep way to
bond with her and reassure her about what we doing
and where we were going.
As you can see she is quite relaxed.
Teeny tiny little black and white paws, showing you the face
of illness with the missing furs. I am praying it grows back.
I found it of particular interest that Abby would get very
animated when she saw trees.
She loved the trees and loved car watching.
I know one woman got a real kick out seeing her in I in
the back seat.
Finally our destination.
The moment I put her in the carrier she started mewing.
She doesn't like this place too much. Who could blame her?
I don't think this visit was all that troubling. But last night I must have
because I couldn't sleep well. I guess I worry too much about
things beyond my control. I want so bad to fix her. Make her whole.
Make her healthy. And I know I can't. That is the hardest thing to bear
for me. For her sake, I have decided to concentrate on what I can do
to make things better for her. I needed to start with getting her where
she could eat. She hasn't eaten much since Monday. OK I admit it,
I spoil her, and always have. I hand feed her. So I knew she wasn't
going to eat for the Vet's office. They just put out food in a plastic
bowl and think this little diva will eat? I think not. It was one reason
why her Vet wanted her home on Monday. As she has said to me Abby
is a kitty that definitely does better at home. When she did come
home her tummy was upset though and I struggled with getting anything
into her. I tried, oh I tried. I tried every few hours and felt triumph
when she would eat a few (counted them 10) crunchies. I got those
into her yesterday four times. YAY she had 40 bites. But she was
so nauseated. So that was my goal for today to get her relief.
My philosophy now is treat the cat not the numbers. Abby is feeling
unwell because of her issues but her fight and spirit is strong.
She's willing to get thorough this to become more comfortable
and I will be her ever obedient servant. If I can do, it will be done.
She is down to 6.99 pounds.
Last September at her heaviest she was 8.75 which is almost what
Boo weighs right now. So she was lovingly fluffy. I loved her in
her roundness. If you know Manx they are round not streamlined
and long. She
Now the cruelness of HyperT is taking away her
muscle in her thigh area. She has the cutest little meaty thighs.
Yes, she still does.
Her BUN/Crea levels are up. They are up because she is on lasix.
The Vet decreased the dosage again and I know she would love to
take her off of it completely but feels like when we did she crashed.
So for right now we are decreasing it.
I agree with that.
She has also given me some additional medicaitons to help with
her nausea. I have to do some research on them but nearly everyone
was saying to me to get her some Pepcid A/C which is exactly what
the Vet said to do. I also asked her about supplements I wanted to try
and she said none of them would do any harm and if I wanted to add them
go ahead. So I will be doing that and get those items ordered and shipped.
Reflecting on sitting in the waiting room while Abby was in the back
I realized that it was almost all middle aged to senior citizens there
with their very sick cats and dogs. I laughingly said we're a bunch of
old people with our old animals trying to get them better. Fighting
back time. As we sat there two of the techs rolled out a cart to go
get a very old sick German Shepard from a woman's car. I felt so bad.
I don't think there was going to be a happy result for that lady
today. Just a feeling I got as I looked into the eyes of that dog.
It broke my heart.
|Scott Simon (@nprscottsimon)|
If we only truly realized how little time we have..,
When we got home I immediately got out the crunchies I felt
I could get into Abby and she snarfed down those puppies in no time.
It took me a little while longer to put her wet food together.
I wasn't sure what she would be more enticed by, baby food
or her normal wet. So I prepared both. Guess what? She snarfed down
her regular wet food.
I will feed her again in a few hours just tiny meals.
The Vet did give her some sub q and also a shot of Foerenia.
To help with the nausea, and it appears to have worked.
We have one more day,
so you're going to find me and Abby
singing our favorite tune:
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
Leave me wishing still, for one more day
Leave me wishing still, for one more day
Yes Abby sweetheart, one more day with you!