Cat drama.

[serafaery]

I came home so very exhausted from work (still sick, on ~5 hrs of sleep, no food all day... free beer at work though), stumbled into my room, freshened her water and checked email & such before crashing into bed. She normally comes out to see me, but stayed silent and out of sight. I checked under the bed just to make sure she was in here. She was, just hiding. The boys said they hadn't seen or heard her all day. Hrm.

(Skot told me the other day that she starts meowing as soon as I leave - especially when I go out at night. *heartachies* Poor kitty. I spoil her. If she would make friends with Skot she wouldn't be so lonely!)

I crashed hard, and around 8pm she woke me up by vomiting right by the bed. Just a little bit, but this is obviously upsetting. Her disease makes her nauseated if she doesn't keep a relatively full stomach. Vomiting is a side-effect of her illness and a sign that she's getting worse. She went back under the bed to hide again and this threw me into a panic. Preston had already gone to bed, but I was fretting so horribly I had to go up and wake him and ask if he would please help me with an injection. It had been only two nights since the last one (I've been doing them every three nights lately), but I thought maybe she needed it and was dehydrated and maybe it would make her feel better.

He agreed (so kind) and got up out of bed to help me treat her. She did great - no struggling at all, very calm. I gave her lots of loves and let her go back to hiding and pHunk went back to bed.

I felt so ill and tired and even more drained and sick with worry. But about an hour later she emerged, stretching and mewing, asking for cuddles and heading for food. She ate and drank and ate and mewed and got pettings and went and pounced on her ribbon happily, and tried to eat my crackers (I was eating them in bed, trying to settle my stomach). Joy! Revived happy kitten!

She's curled up against my shoulder now, purring and chirping when I pet her. Ohsogood.

Looks like injections are going to have to be bumped up to every other day. I'm worried that she's slowly getting worse, but this is how this disease progresses. It's to be expected. I was just so happy that she was so stable for so long - I hoped maybe, maybe she wouldn't get sicker at all. But that's a silly thing to wish for - she's old and sick and is going to get sicker. That's why I have her here; to manage her care and make sure she's as well as possible for as long as possible. OhIlovehersomuch. Every day I'm grateful for the time we have together. We're having so much fun and adore each other so very much. I bought her a bunch of stuff online when I was at work today - another scratchy mat, Greenies, and a nail clipper, since she keeps getting caught on the rug when she's chasing her ribbon. Clipping her nails will be interesting, as she's never had it done and hates being held captive. Hmmm.

Twitching and dreaming. Prettykitty.

<3

Comments

[crowgrl13.livejournal.com]

Please just enjoy what time you have together. (I didn't get any with Baby.) Don't worry about if she seems to be getting sicker, unless she needs doctor care. She's fine for the moment, so enjoy the moment. K? <3

[serafaery.livejournal.com]

Thanks, honey. I do. I do so much enjoy it. Only once last night did I have to stop myself from thinking sad thoughts. It's just too happy a thing to have her so close and warm and happy to be sad. :)

[anthalus.livejournal.com]

Another possibility, is that cats are amazing empaths and she could be reacting to your stress level...

*Hugs*

[serafaery.livejournal.com]

That is very true - I've seen cats ultra sensitive to others' emotions before. Maybe that did have something to do with it - I was soooo sick that night. Hrm. Interesting theory.