Monday, 16 July 2012
I’m still alive.
It’s been rough lately. Where was I last time we talked? A week ago, you don’t say? Crap. I’ve been so depressed and I haven’t been taking care of myself apparently. Well my cat did the miraculous and pulled out of it. Everyone thought she was a goner. She was in rough shape but with plenty of vitamins and IVs she fought whatever she had and is now at my house. She is actually pretty active for being this close to being put down. I got her home Saturday evening or maybe that should be “Caturday”. I need to get some photos of her in her current condition. I think she weighs about half of what she did. She’s just skin and bones. Her fur is all scruffy but I think that's because for the longest time she didn't give herself a "bath" because she was just not feeling it. The vet had to shave part of her throat for IVs and when you look at her from behind it looks like she’s missing her jaw. Then when I look at her from the side she looks like a little hippy sort of like Maynard G. Krebs because the vet didn’t shave off her black spot on her chin and it looks like she has a prominent goatee.
This is Maynard G. Krebs. What can I say…my dad loved Dobbie Gillis.
Anyway the cat is recovering. I have to really pay attention and also give her a laxative for furballs because she’s crapping furballs out. Before I took her home she took a dump on the vet’s examining table and the thing was about the size of a cigar. This stuff is vile. It comes in a toothpaste-like tube and I have to squeeze a drop onto my fingertip and then get my cat to lick it. I wrap her in a baby blanket so she’s immobile and then get her mouth open and wipe it on the roof of her mouth. I have to do the same with some vitamins that come in the same form. I think I'm going to quit giving her the laxative thing because she just had diarrhea and it seems like it got in her fur so now she not only smells because of the medicine but also because of diarrhea. She was pretty active today when my other cat, Kiki, was upstairs. For as long as I’ve had them Lua has been the dominant cat. Now that she is weak and went through hell Kiki has established herself as the dominant cat and makes it known to Lua by hissing at her every chance she has. It’s actually sort of alarming. I’m sure once Lua gets her strength back she’ll be able to stand up to Kiki.
As for me…yeah. I guess being depressed and worried about a cat exasperated some of my conditions. I was going in for some tests last Thursday because my anemia isn’t getting better and it’s getting worse to the point where a doctor wants to start doing blood transfusions. I guess I got overheated and that’s not too hard for me since I had a heat stroke when I was a kid. So dehydration and depression and anemia makes a guy pass out in the hospital parking lot on a 100 degree day. So yeah it’s pretty f’ed up.
Also my computer is all wonky and I think it’s the heat and then I don’t know. I think my video card or whatever is going kaput. Oh well that can be fixed but I can’t or at least my doctors haven’t been able to fix me.
Thanks for showing your concern and I’m sorry I’ve been a bastard by not replying.