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Jan 10 2009

Just visiting.

The best part about being home is simply…being home.  I love my house, even though a lot of work needs to be done to it, and it’s not always as clean as it could be.  I still love being here.  All my stuff is here.  My cats are here.  I can watch my own TV and work in my own kitchen and it’s all good.

The worst part about being home is the reason we came home early – The Man’s uncle passed away and the funeral was yesterday. I didn’t know him – he was from the side of The Man’s family that we rarely visit with – but it’s never enjoyable to see a bunch of people you care about hurting so badly.

The other thing that’s dampening my mood is that we’ll be leaving again soon.  I was, and still am, pretty excited about our upcoming trip to Nashville, but the fact that we’re only home for one week is bumming me out a little bit.  I’m doing all this laundry, because I know I have to turn around and pack up the clothes again.  I’m frantically cleaning the house because it not only needs it (oh God, does it need it), but also because if I don’t get it done, it will be another TWO WEEKS before I can get to it.  I’m not interested in knowing what my house will look like after a month of not dusting.

I’m also sad about leaving the cats again.  They’re fine and everything, and Chris takes good care of them when we’re gone, but I miss them.  And Destiny is getting a little too big for her brain damaged britches – she tried to jump onto a chair today, forgot that her limbs don’t respond as quickly as they used to, therefore fell down and landed flat on her back.  She seems OK, but she seemed OK the last time too, and a couple of days later she was spending the night at the vet’s.  We already have a vet appointment on Monday – I’m interested in taking her off the prednisone – so if she knocked some more damage into her brain, I’ve already got her in.  Great timing, huh?

Today was mostly laundry and putting away the Christmas tree.  There’s now a big hole in the dining room furnishings, where I think I’m going to put the small recliner from our bedroom.  I’m not sure.  There’s also a rather large display cabinet sitting in the middle of the floor that needs to be hung up.  This is going to be my china cabinet, thanks to Dr. Mom who recommended I find something that hangs rather than something that takes up even more valuable floor space.  I’m nervous about getting it up on the wall, and I’m nervous about it STAYING on the wall once it’s up and loaded with stuff.  Plus, it will be hanging right over The Man and Chris’s computer desks, so if it falls down, there may be some collateral damage.  Eeek.

The Man is working on the spare room (must stop calling it the office), building the closet.  Once that’s done, we need to look for flaws in the finish work, then prime and paint, then get the carpet in.  Then the room could be used, even though the trim work won’t be done.  I’m really looking forward to having that room back.

Tomorrow we’re going to 8:00 AM church, then The Man will be playing D&D and I’ll be heading out to Grandma’s so I can see her before we leave town again.  I’m hoping J-bird is feeling better by tomorrow and she can come to Grandma’s too.  I haven’t seen her since Christmas.

When I get home from Nashville, I’m going to have to start scheduling time with my friends.  I told Special Op B we’d get together in January, before I knew we were going to Nashville.  I need to get together for another lunch date with Julio, and I need to go visit Mackers.

But first, I need to finish cleaning my house.

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Oct 16 2008

Hopefully the last cat update for awhile.

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I just got back from taking Destiny to the vet, and hopefully we’re done going there for awhile.  The vet says we don’t have to come back for two months unless she starts getting worse.  I’m also supposed to taper down her prednisone dosage to every other day, again, as long as she’s not getting worse.   She apparently lost weight in the last two weeks (how? I don’t know. She’s eating more than she was), but the vet says she’s stronger, has more energy, and is more willing to stand and walk.  That’s good.  She also said there’s not much we can do about her new habit of crapping outside the litter box, since she probably doesn’t even realize she’s missing the box.  That’s bad – for me.  Because I get to start the day with a steamy pile of poo.  At least she hits the newspaper we put outside her box. . . most of the time.

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Oct 10 2008

Another friggin’ cat post?!

Published by under Introspection,Pets

Destiny is out and about.  We don’t keep her in the kennel anymore, because of the previous poop incidents.  I couldn’t stand the fact that if she got her cage dirty an hour after we went to bed, then she had to sit in filth for six more hours until I got up and rescued her.  So, now she is out and about in the house all day.  At night, I set her up in the bathroom and she stays in there.  That way if she falls down and scatters nastiness all around the litter box, she at least can go to the other side of the room and sleep on her clean bedding.  She hasn’t been improving as quickly as she was.  We seemed to have reached the point where any further improvement is going to be gradual.  She can get around, but she still falls over a lot.  She can’t climb stairs or jump onto furniture.  She looks kind of like an automaton because she is so jerky when she walks around.  But, she seems to be pretty happy and is eating well, so I’m guessing everything is going okay.  We have another vet appointment next week.  I’m sure the vet will say something really cheerful like “Well, it could still be a brain tumor.” or “She probably isn’t going to get better. . . ever.”  Those are the kinds of things I hear when I take Destiny in.  Even when I tell her how much better Destiny is doing, or how she seems to be more energetic and happy – the vet comes back with something like “You never know with brain injuries.  She could crash tomorrow.”  Can I just say I do not like this particular vet?  I like the other two vets, the ones who have seen Destiny for nine years.  This one is Dr. Gloomy-Come-Lately, and it pisses me off.  If she wasn’t taking good care of the cat, I would refuse to see her.  But as it is, all she’s doing is being Eeyore, and Destiny doesn’t understand her dire predictions anyway.  I mostly just ignore her, or if I’m feeling particularly sassy, I tell her that there’s no point in worrying about what might happen, since she’s already said there’s nothing we can do to prevent it.

In other news, I noticed when I linked that post up there, that it was my 900th post.  This got me all curious, so I decided to see what my other “milestone” posts were:

  • 100:  Feeling kinda bad.  I suck at titles.  The thing that cracked me up in this post was the last couple of sentences, where I talked about how I needed to stop letting myself go and join a gym.  I think I was 3 sizes smaller at that point than I am now.  Not letting self go:  FAIL.
  • 200:  It lives! Oh man, the Hell Neighbors.  I am so glad we don’t live in a trailer park anymore.  However, many of our current neighbors also let their dogs run free.  But they are all nice people and take care of their dogs in other ways.  So at least I don’t have to deal with dogs running loose AND loud arguments about how “all I ever wanted was a salt water fish tank and you WOULDN’T LET ME HAVE IT!” (true story)
  • 300: And you wonder what we talk about? I love my husband.  We still have variations of this conversation.
  • 400:  I guess it’s better than constant scabbing. Oh look, another post about Destiny and her health problems.
  • 500:  Disappointing mass media. I guess this is just a typical post where I go on and on about nothing.
  • 600:  Running on. . . running on empty. Wedding planning.  Looking back on it, our wedding was pretty simple to plan, but at the time, it sure felt like everything was going too fast and I was going to ruin everything by forgetting to order napkins or something.  It’s funny to think that we almost ruined everything by forgetting that we needed to get a marriage license until like, the LAST POSSIBLE SECOND.
  • 700:  Every time. I hate it when something on my car breaks.  But I love going up north!  J-bird and I are heading up for a long weekend in a couple of weeks.  Eee!
  • 800:  B-day +1. Aw, my 30th birthday post.  How appropriate.  What’s up with my smug little grin in that picture, though?

Did you enjoy this ramble down memory lane?  I know I did.  Now I just have to remember to mention when it’s the big 1000.

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Sep 23 2008

Taking my own advice.

Published by under Pets,Photos

I guess I fooled some of you with the previous post, thinking that I was taking this all pretty calmly.  The truth is, I wrote that stuff out mostly as a reminder to myself to not jump ahead into thinking the worst.  The truth is, I have moments where I am scared shitless and when I wonder why she’s not getting any better.

Today when I woke up her bedding was covered with streaks of vomit, meaning that she had thrown up sometime during the night and then had laid in it.  She has a hard time using the litter box, even with the new, low sides.  If I’m not there to support her, she falls over straight-legged, like a toy that’s been knocked off a table.

It’s hard, and it sucks.  The vet can only tell us that if it’s viral, it will take time to work itself out.  If it’s bacterial, it will take time for the antibiotics to work.  And, if it’s a tumor, we have to see a neurologist, and that will take money.  Probably more money than we can afford.  Needless to say, I’m getting a little tired of talking to the vet.

In the meantime, I’m trying to keep her as comfy as possible.  She seems less interested in food today, but that could just be me not processing things correctly, because I’m offering her food more frequently.

In any case, she hasn’t gotten worse, and that’s the main thing.  Thanks to everyone who’s asked after her and offered wishes for her recovery.

Do you mind getting that camera out of my face?

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Sep 19 2008

Sick kitty.

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OK, here’s what’s going on with the cat:

Four or five days ago, Destiny fell off a shelf on which she was laying.  It was about four feet off the ground, and she did not land on her feet.  We checked her over, and she was limping a little bit – favoring her back right leg, but nothing seemed to be broken and she didn’t seem in pain.  She didn’t complain when we touched or moved her leg.  We assumed she had just sprained something.

The next day, she was having trouble walking.  It seemed like her leg was giving out every so often.  She was still able to get around, she just looked a little drunk.  But it kept getting worse – finally, yesterday she could barely get around at all.  She was staggering, falling over, and to make it worse, she vomited up some water that she had just drunk.  I took her in to the vet, and was told that she had a neurological issue.  They kept her overnight to do bloodwork and take X-rays.  They also put her on fluids.

I picked her up today.  The bloodwork is clear, the X-rays show nothing.  The vet tells me that either she had a stroke, or she has feline vestibular disease.  If it’s a stroke, she will probably have some improvement, but may have lasting aftereffects, and she’ll be subject to further strokes in the future..  If it’s FVD, she should recover completely in a few days.  We’re to keep her crated (guess we found a new use for the dog crate we bought) to keep her from falling over and hurting herself.

So, I brought her home, set up the crate with some food and water and a litter box and some bedding, and went to get her (I had shut her in the bathroom to keep her from jumping up onto the furniture).  When I opened the door, she staggered out.  She looked really bad – even though the vet told me she was doing better.  I picked her up to carry her to the crate, and when I put her inside, she just laid there and panted.  Plus, I noticed that she must have lost bladder control because there was urine in her empty water dish.  After a minute she stopped panting and just lay quietly.

She seems to be resting now.  Fate is pretty confused as to why her sister is locked in a cage.  She keeps patting Destiny through the bars, I guess to see what she’s doing, but Destiny is zonked out.

I’m still pretty worried.  The whole panting/peeing thing freaked me out a little bit.  I’m supposed to take her back in on Monday for a follow-up.  I hope she gets a lot better over the weekend.

Update: Called the vet, she said the peeing/panting episode was likely due to how stressed out she is.  As long as her color is good and she doesn’t get worse, nothing to worry about.

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