Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Nervous mom

So I am a nervous wreck.  I don't much like it when my kitties aren't safely at home, and even worse when I know they are about to go under sedation.  I trust my  vet and his staff, so when I feel a panic attack coming on I just remind myself of that.

I didn't fall asleep until after 11pm, and I was awaken at 4am by someone crying.  It sounded like the "I'm dying the most pathetic death" meow, which caused me to get up and figure out what was going on.  I was reminded again how dramatically less seven cats seems then eight.  But when I got them all surrounding me (fortunately they did that with out the aid of treats since Jack couldn't have any) and did the head count they all looked up at me with the "It wasn't me" big eyes of innocence.  I got so disgusted with them I stomped off to bed.  Unfortunately I couldn't get back to sleep and everyone came to visit me at one point or another with "I'm sorry mom do you love me" administrations.  I love it when they get clingy, but it is just annoying at 4:30 AM.    I did my best to let my "Frig they woke me again in the middle of the night" anger go as there is that minuscule possibility that something might go wrong with the sedation and I did not want the last time I might possibly - no matter how remote - spend with Jack to be full of frustration.   My boy loves me, and I can't be angry with that (no matter how much I want to go to sleep).

So I finally gave up trying and got up at 6:30.  Listened to the weather man tell me that it was above freezing outside, but we did get some snow.  I knew it was going to be 1-3 inches, and near the coast was going to be minimal.  Well I'm not five miles from the coast, so I figured I'd be fine.  Stupid assumption.  The roads were pure slush.  There were spots in the 20+ miles to the vet that were clear, but for the most part it was quite slick.

So at the vet Jack became all shy.  He is the most outgoing cat at the house, out and about to say hi to everyone and beg cookies.  I gave him big hugs while I talked to the staff.  I decided to go full boat on him since I didn't have the added expense of doing Eli and Twee.     He is officially an "old man" being that he is about to turn nine.  It feels like he is barely five.  I have to keep doing the recount to make sure of his age.  So he is going to have his teeth cleaned, his loose tooth removed (and any others that might need it) the removal of the cyst that has been on his leg for years (he had one previously removed by his shoulders) and Elder Kitty blood work and a urinalysis (I so need to learn to spell that word.. thank goodness for spell check).   Figure I might as well check it when he isn't showing symptoms of problems since he does occasionally spray.  I'm 99% positive the spraying is his insecurities over what has been going on in the house lately  but I'd rather make sure I'm right.

He's going to be fine....

So I saw this on Twitter... http://www.oregonhumane.org/playroom/  I have yet to get it working, but it looks like you can control toys in a cat play room.  I so should loose this link, because I just know I'm not going to get any work done if I can get it working :)


  1. Lots of (((hugs))) to you and purrs for Jack. Odds are very good all will be well, but boy, do I understand the stress/worry!

    No, I don't mind you sharing; that's how I learn!

    I belong to a small Yahoo cat group, with people who have had CRF kitties, IBD kitties, etc, and they are very knowledgeable. It's through them that I've learned about acacia fibre, d-mannose, marshmallow root, etc.

    And from the catinfo.org link you sent, I've learned that most cases of cystitis are sterile and shouldn't have antibiotics. So I'll just see what Annie's culture comes back with.

    BTW, it's easier to type "UA" for urinalysis. LOL.

  2. (((HUGS))) and purrs to you and Jack. No matter how much we are sure things will be fine, we worry...can't help it - part of being the mom.


Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...
Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...