For Grace...
Grace's vet appointment is tomorrow at 6 pm. I have been begging her all week to stay alive until then. She still walks around and eats and drinks water, but she is so horribly, horribly thin. I burn my worries by being furious at the vet who treated her last time.
As I have watched her this week and tried to get closer to her, I have begun to wonder - is Grace diabetic? She's lost so much weight so fast - and she was tiny to begin with - and she seems to hang around the water bowl.
I know I'm going to have to keep her captive in one room for the rest of her life if that's the case, because if she gets into the main part of the house, I'll never catch her to give her insulin.
Yet this is exactly what I'm hoping the problem is. Alternatives are not good. Not good at all.
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For Phoebe
who is Grace's much fatter sister and has, as of two days ago, started drooling. She's usually a fairly sturdy sort, but something in her mouth hurts. A lot. So I've piggy backed an appointment for her with Grace tomorrow. I have a feeling she's going to need some dental work.
I also have a feeling I'll come home with two empty cat carriers tomorrow evening. They'll both probably be kept overnight, Phoebe for dental, Grace for observation.
I'm so worried about both of them that I don't care that it's going to be over a grand. I just want them both home and all right.
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For E
Annushka went for a lung biopsy yesterday. I didn't expect to hear anything. As I was driving home tonight, I thought, best for me to wait for E to call. I know she will. And if it's bad news, I know Annushka or Ralph won't want to talk to me.
I didn't hear my phone ring, but E called about an hour ago. All she said was, "Call me back."
I called her house and her mobile. They both went straight to voice mail.
If you had good news, wouldn't you say it outright? Even if you had middlin' news ("she'll need surgery for the infection"), would you still leave it on the message?
I am waiting for E to call.
I am worried. I don't know what to worry about the most. I just worry.
I am not ready for Annushka to go live with her family. No one is. Except perhaps Gigi.
3 comments:
For what it is worth, I'm thinking about your worries and worrying, too.
I am hauling three cats to the vet today for pre-travel/move check ups.
One of my brood -- Ophelia -- is diabetic and it was terrifying when it happened, but she's happy and healthy now, working toward her 14th birthday. I've gotten quite skilled with the syringe. The canned catfood helps, but the trick is getting the skin pinch and sticking it fast, without hitting muscle,and without being scared about it myself -- if I'm nervous, I will almost always stick wrong. At most, she will give me a look, then continue with her munching. She also now comes when called for "dinner" -- when this started 6-7 months ago, I had to chase her down, dig her from under the bed or the couch, bring her to the food, and then stick her. So, canned food (the cheapest, stinkiest stuff works best) is the ultimate bribe. She gets 1/5 of a can twice a day (since another kitty has to have thyroid meds twice a day).
It helps that I've various diabetic friends who have let me watch their process. Also, a cat's skin is on the tough side (so they can live with their own claws, I guess). Ophelia is not the calm accepting sort, so it can' hurt her much or she'd give me hell about it.
One thing my vet did tell me was that cats do recover from diabetes often enough for it to be watched for in every diabetic cat (thus do I have to watch her for hypoglycemia). So, there's a chance Ophelia will recover and be fine.
If Grace has diabetes, you'll find a way to handle her insulin and she'll recover.
Sending positive thoughts your way.
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