he's gone

Feb. 28th, 2009 01:31 pm
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This morning at 11:30, I held my sweet little kitty in my arms as they put him to sleep. I'll miss him so much.




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The chemo was going relatively well (the vet said she could feel a size difference). Unfortunately, he stopped eating. At all. So, we put in a feeding tube. It's not like with people - he's not attached to a machine or anything - it's not last-ditch, like it is usually with humans. He's just got this really pathetic-looking collar which anchors the feeding tube that goes right into his trachea, and we can put food (and medicine!) straight into the tube.

So hopefully that can get us over the hump where the chemo makes him feel better enough to eat again. meanwhile, we don't have to wrestle him to give him medicine, which is a real selling point. Neither of us is talented in medicating cats. There's a knack.

I can't believe how much money we're spending, and yet I can't bring myself to say, "no we can't afford that". Good thing we paid off all the credit cards in January.
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Prospero has lost a lot of weight recently (2 pounds!), so Rich took him to the vet today. He said there might be some kind of lump in his abdomen. He's getting an ultrasound tomorrow.

I hope whatever it is can be taken care of really easily.

I'm trying real hard not to think about it so I don't break down at work. I need to be here for another 2 hours before I can go home. And my poor kitty won't even be there - he's at the vet's overnight.
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My right eye started hurting *very* badly Wednesday night (to the point where I laid in bed face-up, feeling the tears stream down periodically - and nearly screamed when I turned the light on in the bathroom halfway through the night - very photosensitive). So I got to spend part of my day off at the opthalmologist. Luckily, the verdict was "inflamed" (well, I could have told you that), but not infected. Yay.

Now I get to wear my glasses for the next week. I don't mind glasses so much, but I do really miss sunglasses, since of course I've never invested in prescription sunglasses. And it is really gorgeous and bright today, which is making me a touch less happy than usual. I want my sunglasses!

poor baby

Mar. 10th, 2008 11:42 am
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Rich appears to have the flu. We have not yet hauled him somewhere to have this confirmed, but he's sniffly, sounds like he's couching up a lung, and has a fever, combined with the chills. Poor baby.

And to top it off, he's being stupid about it. Just as I was waking up this morning, he was crawling into bed, shivering. I asked why he'd slept on the couch (not particularly unusual), and he said he didn't want to keep me up with his coughing. Idiot. I think the one who's sick gets the preferential treatment, the fact that I'm working today and he wasn't regardless.

But I guess that's better than if he was one of those really whiny sick people. Still, if he keeps this up, he's going to make himself worse.

So, what should I feed him, keeping in mind he hates soup?

sotto voce

Feb. 23rd, 2008 04:19 pm
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Well, this is the only way anyone is going to "hear" from me for a while, because my voice is almost completely gone. I sound worse than a 12-year-old boy. It's causing much amusement at work.

Edited to add: And evidently I laugh like Muttley.
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Is there anything quite as depressing as being told (essentially), "at this point, you're not being optimistic; you're just in denial."
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Well, let's all be thankful I'm not superstitious, because I started out the new year with unidentified illness which involved fever and vomiting. Ugh.

I feel pretty much better today, but took another day off work for recovery. I'm still exhausted. I went to bed early and still slept 3 hours later than usual. And right now I'm limiting my diet to oatmeal - I'm still a little leery of anything more interesting.

And I discovered the interesting fact that Pepto-Bismal can turn your tongue black - very disconcerting if you didn't know in advance.
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I hab a code.

I better not have it when I go to Florida on Thursday. That would just be wrong.

And why does all the best-working medicine taste so nasty? And not come in pill form, but require you to drink large amounts (in the past day, I have drunk an 8 oz cup of TheraFlu, and a couple 8 oz cups of Alka-Seltzer Cold. Nasty).
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This is just not right. One week of colder weather, and I'm already getting sinus headaches. Ugh.
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So this morning, in the shower, I started to feel a kind of buzzing in my head, and my vision started to turn black. This has happened to me before, periodically since at least college. So I just sat down for a minute until it started to go away, and then stood back up. Then I opened my eyes again to discover I was back on the floor, stuff had been knocked off the little shelf, and the stall door had been knocked open. Not a good sign.

So, considering that I asked the doctor about this in college, and she said she couldn't find anything wrong except maybe blood pressure on the low end of the scale, is this something I need to worry about? Is it because of the weight loss? Or maybe the recent influx of caffeine (Rich has rediscovered our coffeemaker)?
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Actually, they're all downs, but one is in a good kid of way.

Tuesday, I felt the entire day feeling like I was about to pass out. Someone asked if that meant I was tired. Well, yes, tired and shaky and lightheaded. Fun, fun.

So I skipped my evening class, since I was afraid I'd pass out in the car on the longer drive, and took yesterday off. I'm still tired, and maybe a little shaky, but no longer lightheaded.

Rich thinks I've been taking the dieting too far and not eating enough. That might be part of it, but it's not like I'm not eating at all.

On the other hand, my scale actually showed me my goal weight yesterday. Of course it's a digital scale that likes to mess with me, and added 1.5 lbs when I tried again about 10 seconds later, but still, I'm close.

So today I came into work, but I still feel like crap. And I have class tonight, which I really don't want to go to, as we are having formal debates. Ugh. And I always get assigned to the side I don't agree with.
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You know, there are some things in life that you really don't appreciate until they are taken away.

Breathing through your nose is way up there on my list.

just wrong

Aug. 22nd, 2003 09:30 pm
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You know, having a cold in August, during a heat wave, is just wrong.

ouch

Jul. 21st, 2003 11:25 am
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I slept on my neck wrong, and now I can't really turn my head to the right. Rich said he'd work on it for me, but that means I have to put up with it for another 7 hours. And I'm geting twinges every time I move wrong. Wah.

I think I need a new pillow, becasue this is like the third time this month.

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