Monday, December 16, 2013
Jack is at the emergency clinic
My heart is broken and I feel like a failure. It does not matter if this is true or not, this is how I feel.
Although to look at it with out the emotions of the day, I might be able to joke and say it totally feels like I am living in a soap opera, because it is all so head bangingly... what is a good word?? Absurd comes closest.
For those of you who do not know, I am not at home. I had some time off and the lovely Miss Amy from (insert link here later when I'm not on my kindle that has such limitations -or is that just me) invited me to come see her. I generally do not travel as I am a cat at heart (and not the Waffles kind of cat that likes to go places) but I could not pass up a chance to see Harvey Monster, Lowenstein, Evelyn, as well as Allie, Maxwell and Faraday over at (you you guessed it, insert link here later) as I have often wanted to go all fan girl on them ( Turns out only the males were interested in fan girls )
Anyway, today while we were out and about I was telling Amy and Lisa that I have THE WORST luck planning things. When I plan, God laughs, and things go crazy. For instance I can not go out for a meal with out something going stupidly wrong (my father can't either apparently, which I learned after I started reading some of the stories I have of things happening) Often if it's crazy stuff that has nothing to do with what I planned, but regardless will ruin everything.
Today I also met up with another amazing Nebelung while at the shelter here and I wondered if I would seek out another after I lose Jack, as they are all so darn amazing cats.. (for what it is worth, the "plan" is to not adopt any more cats so I can house foster and not just room foster..)
So of course when I get a minute on WiFi to check my email, I have an email from my husband that says please call me.
Now something else you should know about me is that I am phone phobic. My husband knows this. A please call me email is immediately bad news.
Maine was just dealt a bad snow storm, 18 inches. My parents are healthy but they to were a thought..it might have been the kittens as they still are so untrusting. Our a million other things as I tried to reach him.
When I got through, he was on the road to the vet. Jack was blocked. I didn't feel comfortable getting details as he was driving (and with precious cargo) So I waited for him to get to the clinic to call me back.
I had visions of a lethargic and laid out Jack on death's door and I nearly completely lost it.
Amy and Lisa were wonderful. I sat in Panarea half way across the country from my boy who needed me (or probably more accurately whom I needed) and wondered if he would be with me for Christmas.
Another phone call. He was at the clinic. He seemed blocked upon assessment, vials were good, no fever good attitude. I started to breathe, I also started to get VERY cold. Shock sucks.
Waiting for the vet, we decided to relocate where some purr therapy might be obtained.
After propping me up by the fire place and sticking me under two blankets, my husband called and we spoke to the vet. I gave her my dos and don'ts for treating my boy. She gave me her plan of attack, and when we mostly came to an agreement (she is going to feed him c/d while he is there) I started to warm up.
Lisa distracted me with a wonderfully informative discussion about Judaism, which I'm loathed to admit I probably only half absorbed.
They were able to do urinary catheter in him right away, and they were going to call him and then he would call me.. no call came, my phone for some reason lost service. I called home and got the news that everything went swimmingly, they were able to remove a large mucus plug and he was in recovery and awake when they called him.
He will be OK. I, however am threatening to never travel again
I have one more day here and then I fly home. Every once of me is aching to be home, but even if I was there I could not be with him as he is in the hospital..
(I'm curious what The Crew is thinking, first mom leaves now Jack)
I have yet to wrap my brain around why this going on. Is it that he got one or two temptations, why is the raw food not "working" I'm really at a loss
And I am also losing the fight with sleep so I will wrap this up..
I have a post scheduled for tomorrow. I had plans....(ha ha ha) to be able to have one for you from the road for Tuesday, which is not going to happen
Assume no new is good news. If I hear something new I'll update, if not, I'll see you Wednesday at some point