Nicknames: Bree, Rodentia, Flea-ana, Flee-ana, Little Girl, Ratly Girl, Rapier
Birthday: May 29th 1998
Coloration: Gray Tabby
Likes: being scratched on her back
Pet-Peeves: people, noise,
Favorite Toy: cat charmer
Favorite Nap Spot: foot of the bed, back of the couch
Favorite Food: anything from a can
Arrival Story: When Rufus and I were living in Tennessee, the vet suggested I get Rufus a new companion since he was putting on weight. The next time we were in the vet's waiting room, a man was waiting with a sick kitten. He asked if I was looking for another cat and i told him I couldn't afford a sick cat. He said he had 2 other kittens at home. I went the next night to see them and they were half-feral. He left a window open so they come and go as they pleased. Briana was the only one I could catch, so I settled for her.
I liked the name Alexis, but I've taken a vow of "no vowels" and Lexis sounds too much like the car. I was going to name her Diana but decided it might be too trendy since Princess Diana had recently died, so I settled for Briana (which is now trendy). Her middle name is Siri for the vet Rufus and Bob had as kittens.
Momma talked to the vet again tonight. I hacked up a huge hairball yesterday and a small one this morning. My regular vet took a look at the x-rays from my ER visit and he thinks one of my lymph nodes looks enlarged. That could mean some sort of inflammation or it could be the big C. I'm going in next week for another x-ray to see if the lymph node looks the same or better (or worse). Any purrs would be appreciated. My brother Rufus had the big C, and he had to go to the vet A LOT! I don't want to go through that.
What an ordeal! Yesterday I threw up my anti-nausea medicine in the morning along with a hairball (third one this week), then all day I just wanted to be with Momma and I was purring a lot and it was loud and gurgling so Momma didn't like it. She was afraid I was in pain. Then when Not-the-Momma came over, I sat and purr/gurgled with him and he told Momma I didn't seem right and might have been breathing funny, so since HE noticed something was wrong, I got whisked off to the ER.
Well THAT stopped the purring in a hurry.
So Momma told the vet tech what had happened and how I ate after she gave me the appetite stimulant and how I chewed some cat grass with my back molars, etc. The ER vet agreed that I was breathing rapidly, but wasn't sure if it was just stress, so they took a chest x-ray just to be safe. I put up a good fight. Then with the chest x-ray, they saw something that looked like a possible obstruction in my stomach or colon, so they wanted to do 2-3 abdominal x-rays or keep me overnight for observation. So Momma wasn't about to let them hold me hostage, so I had 2 more x-rays, and the stuff is in my colon and will hopefully pass.
But my gums are all inflamed, so they gave me a pain medicine. They took blood and urine and will call today with more results. The quick test last night showed my kidney values were worse, but it could be from dehydration so I got subQ fluids too and a shot of the anti-nausea medicine.
So today I'm purring but not too loudly and not gurgling. Momma thinks my toothies is the problem and is going to talk to our regular vet about having them cleaned - if it's worth the risk at my age. AT MY AGE! HMPF! Doesn't she know 16 is the new 6? I could still take on those young ITs. Let me at them!