December 10th, 2009


patience update

Santiago and I spent the night in my chair, with him on my lap hardly moving all night long. This morning he has been looking very lethargic and uninterested in food. he is managing to pee, which is good. right now we are sitting huddled together with a blanket and spaceheater and a litterbox just about a foot away and food and water on the floor--untouched. I feel like I am sitting in an animal hospital cage with him.

I am waiting to hear back about his urinalysis results, so I don't really know at this point what the next step is. they had wanted to recheck his kidney values but I was going to go to my regular vet to do that if I could because cab fare over to and back from where we went yesterday eats into the money I can spend to help him. I am trying to figure out if I should try to schedule the bloodwork with my regular vet now and ask yesterday's vet to send over the results of all the lab tests so that I can stop waiting and do whatever needs to be done. but I don't know how my regular vet will help me to deal with the money end. I managed to raise a little over the internet last night (thank you, you know who you are) but not enough for another emergency visit fee. they might waive that for me but I am sort of reluctant to ask and I am not positive what we should do before I know the UA results anyway so I am having some difficulty figuring out if I should wait for the other vet to call me or if I should call them and ask them to fax the info to my regular vet.

maybe if I called my regular vet and explained the situation they could tell me what to do. that means I have to figure out what to say and then say it. on the phone.

maybe I'll just walk over there. without the cat. come back and get the cat if they need him.

maybe I'll write down exactly what to say, call, and then go either with or without the cat, according to their advice.

sometimes this whole phone problem is more than annoying.

meanwhile he sits here looking like he feels like crap. I guess I'll call my regular vet and stammer out what I need from them. wish me luck and some semblance of eloquence.

oh and please send Santiago "get better" vibes. thanks.

climbing the wrong tree?

so five minutes after I leave a message with yesterday's vet (we'll call them PU) to fax records to my regular vet (we'll call them MPH), the vet from PU called to say his UA was completely normal: no blood, no crystals, normal concentration, nothing even to indicate that the slightly raised creatinine from was indicative of anything more than dehydration.

meanwhile, Santiago sits here with me unmoving, uninterested in food, and protesting every time I pick him up to check his bladder, which I will stop doing so obsessively now.

plan b: investigate intestinal blockage. did he eat something he shouldn't have? is it stuck in his GI tract? that's the next logical question, as although the urine is coming out, he has eaten very little and not pooped that I can tell unless that runny patch in the box I cleaned this morning was his. this could possibly be an expensive question. I have a follow-up appointment at MPH first thing in the morning but I am afraid of both the implications and expense of what his current lethargy and complete disinterest in food might indicate. :(

I will keep updates coming. meantime I am not sure what to do with myself. I am kind of hungry but kind of not. maybe a salmon burrito would be a good thing to stimulate both of our appetites?

I think I might nap for a little while first. klonopin makes me sleepy especially when last night only lent me unconsciousness from midnight to 6am.

this sort of thing stresses me out not only because my cat is sick but because I have to deal with the phone, with receptionists and doctors, with taxi drivers (sometimes), with my constantly problematic financial state, and with a huge upheaval in my routine.

all of this combined causes me to feel completely out of my league in Dealing With Life.


when to keep your imagination in check

I spoke to Nan on the phone just now and she reminded me that it can be counterproductive to suspect the worst when so many other things could be possible, so right now I am just hoping that Santiago perks up spontaneously. animals do that. since they can't tell you where it hurts you have to spend money on diagnostics but many times all the diagnostics in the world will pick up nothing and it turns out they had some virus or other that had to run its course just like it does with people.

I think, though, that if he doesn't eat anything tonight (about to go get that salmon burrito) I will ask my vet to sell me a bag of fluids and a line and a few needles so I can give him sub-q fluids myself, because that is one of the first things they will do tomorrow if he's not eating but I'd rather buy the materials and use my own labor. cheaper that way. Santiago hates to be pilled. gods only know how he is with needles but I am willing to wrap him up in a towel if necessary to get him to cooperate.

I took a nap and I may be imagining it, but I thought he looked ever so slightly brighter when I awoke. I don't know though. he's back asleep and still in the same place.

thanks for your wishes. i will let you all know how he is doing later on and then what my regular vet says in the morning--or if the miraculous recovery occurs overnight.

Jackson and I enjoyed it anyway

the salmon was a non-starter for Santiago: a sniff and a lick and that was it. :(

well, as a facebook friend mentioned, H1N1 did make the jump to cats a month or so ago. I had forgotten about that. so there's another Thing It Could Be. if the vet thinks that's possible, then we'll probably be doing antibiotics and fluids. but who knows. soon I will lean my chair back for the night and Santiago and I will spend a few hours in the chair. he doesn't seem to mind my snoring. our appointment is at 8:30 in the morning. I hope it isn't raining too hard for our quick walk over there. I'll have to drape an REI rain jacket over the carrier.

I need to look up whether one can get the flu from one's cat now. I don't want to get sick! not after the last time I had the flu; I seriously thought I was going to die one morning. well, almost. I ended up with pneumonia sure enough though. do I have to wash my hands every time I touch my cat? hand sanitizer is useless: kills bacteria but does not wash away viruses. I need a sink in here. we've got a litter box and food dishes. after tomorrow there may be a bag of fluids hanging from my shelves. if we could move a toilet in for me I'd never need to leave!

why does that remind me of a Simpson's episode? or maybe more than one?

will update in the morning before we leave and after we come back. must hope for inexpensive treatment options. which means he needs to have a bug and not something more serious.

go bugs.