Sarge's week

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Merry Catmas Too All!

December 26th 2011 6:55 pm
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Daddy went home for Catmas and I really missed him. I even got sick when I tried to eat dry food. Every time I heard the garage door open I thought he came home. The neighbors even let me go in the empty garage so I could see his car wasn't there. When he got home I was so happy. I got treats and wet food and lots of attention.

And guess what, Daddy got a new job starting tomorrow. Right after a vacation. So I should get used again to him not being here all the time. I should be very happy he was able to be with me so much when I was sick. Since I'm getting better he shouldn't have to worry about me so much.

Tonight Pepi was bothering me so I went under a chair which she knows is MY territory. There was this big cow cat outside. Daddy went to see if he could help the kitty but the kitty ran away. All of us were hissing at the open door. For once I didn't try to get out. No more kitties Daddy! But we hope that kitty can find a way home or at least somewhere safe. No one should be alone on a night like this. It was a fat cat so someone probably owned it. Let's hope it's "owns" and not in the past tense.

 

Good news from the vet

December 20th 2011 8:29 am
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Daddy took me to the vet for a quick check up. I'm up to 9 lbs 10 oz, an increase of 11 oz since my last weigh in a month and a half ago. That's about 2 oz a week which is about the same rate that I was loosing weight. The vet said a lot of that weight gain has been toward building back tissue that was lost. Everyone said I was looking a lot better. My coat and muscle mass looked better. My eyes weren't as sunken in. I have more energy and my fur is growing back. Daddy even remembered to bring my kitty treats to keep me calm. They worked a little but, but I don't like it when the vet grabs at my tummy and feels around. They want me to gain a pound in 3 months. I'd better get to work on it. MOL

Dad's still looking for work, but we think it's his being home a lot has helped me recover. There's more time to give us love and attention and I get wet food more often. It's tough this time of year, but something will turn up.

I'm almost out of the woods! Thanks for all the support!

 

Wow CotD!

December 8th 2011 6:27 am
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I never thought I'd ever be Cat of the Day! Hooray! This is great! I'm continuing to get better. My fur is starting to grow back. At this point my tummy has light peach fuzz. I still want to go outside. Yesterday Dad let me go and we walked up and down the sidewalk in front of our home. I stayed with him for the most part and went back inside without complaining. It's colder than I realized when you don't have as much fur.

I have to go back to the vet soon for some follow-up tests though. Dad's not happy about that part. He's sure I'm gaining weight but we wonder how much weight I'll wind up gaining or if I'll be a little underweight for a while. I'm still getting around and happy so it won't matter too much as long as I'm healthy.

Oh, I also want to give a shout out to our Chicagoland buddy Tigger who's Cat of the Week! Tigger and his fursibs are awesome and are rescues who managed to find a great family.

 

Quick Update

November 28th 2011 9:34 pm
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The vet called to see how I was doing. We found out those big pills weren't just for 2 weeks, they were for LIFE! At least those are easier to take. Dad drops it into my mouth and it rolls down my throat. I hate taking meds, but this one isn't as bad as others.

On the plus side Dad made some sandwiches from leftover turkey and brisket and he gave me some! Yummy! I sat beside him purring loudly for more. I got some on my food plate, but I didn't eat all of it. Things taste better from Dad's plate.

 

Turkey Time

November 27th 2011 7:26 pm
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Dad went to visit his family over Thanksgiving. The people who take care of us when he's gone thought I was looking and acting much better than before. Except they didn't give me enough wet foot! I nearly licked the plate clean for a few days when he got back. I missed him a bunch. I hung out with him a lot. But Dad found zits on my chin and kept trying to squeeze them. We think they're clearing up now but I don't like him messing around my chin!

I got to go outside today but it was so cold and wet I went back in on my own without having to be coaxed or carried. Looks like I won't go out again until spring and my fur grows back. :(

The good news is that I'm off my meds except for my hyperthyroidism. That's an easy one to get me to take. Well easier than some. I still hate taking them but some go down with less fuss than others.

 

No more collar!

November 8th 2011 8:00 pm
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Yesterday I was brought to the vet ... again. This time they took my staples out. It went pretty smoothly after the two assistants held me down. I'm healing on the outside pretty well and (hooray) I haven't lost any weight since Thursday! This is pretty much unheard of in months! And they gave me my pills. Good news, I took the last of the big ones. Bad news I gotta take a new pill starting tomorrow (but it's only 3 times a week). I had to wear my collar for another day to keep me from picking at the holes.

Dad held me tonight and I was so happy. I'm eating and I'm getting better. The doc said I had an unusual combination of things no one could have predicted. My Dad is pretty smart. He took extra science classes in high school and watches specials on Science and Discovery. But he likes physics more than biology so some of it went above his head. But I'm getting better and if I can just put some weight on, we can all breath easier.

 

Update

November 3rd 2011 4:55 pm
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I got a weigh in tonight. Bad news is that I'm down 12oz to just under 9lbs. The good news is that the vet said most of it can be attributed to my healing. And wow am I healing. The stables are looking good I haven't picked at them and everything looks like I'm on target to have them removed on Monday (then I can finally be done with this collar). Thing is even though there was a rapid weight drop, we're not too worried. I'm well hydrated for the first time in a while. I'm eating and going poo. It may just take a while.

Good thing too. Dad's work contract is ending sooner than expected. He's so good at his job that things got finished ahead of schedule. So he's going to be at home in a few weeks looking for work. At least I'll be around to help him. We all love it when Dad's at home.

 

Home again!

October 30th 2011 7:31 am
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Dad picked me up on Friday and I was SO ready to go home. They said I was hungry for attention and even increased my weight while there (hooray). I was eating well and even drinking. Dad wants to make sure I have a newmie so we know it's all working fine tough.

I got home and I have been eating my wet and dry food. I have to wear a collar so I don't pull at my stitches and staples. But I haven't done so yet and since Dad keeps an eye on me during the day he's decided I don't have to wear my collar! It's so nice. I'm even grooming myself a little. I have to wear it when he's gone and at night. I tried to cuddle with him in bed and it wasn't easy with that big blue ring around my neck. But I tried! MOL!

Dad still wants me to eat more but these things can't be rushed. Right now I'm healthier than I've been in a long while and getting better. Thanks for all your purrs! I'm not out of the woods yet. I have to put my weight back on first. But the end is in sight!

 

A step backwards ... kinda

October 27th 2011 4:05 pm
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I got to come home last night! But I spent most of it hiding in the bathroom and behind the chair. I didn't show any interest in eating or drinking. The neighbor (who's a vet tech) said I looked really bad and I needed more watching. Well by morning I looked better (and plus they hadn't seen me in a while and I just got out of surgery). But Dad was still worried. One day isn't much to spend in the hospital after major surgery so he called the vet and brought me in so they can watch me for the day and make sure I get my meds.

They gave me a quick once over and I am up in weight for the first time in a while and I am eating and drinking. They want me to stay until Friday to be 100% sure I'm going in the right direction. Dad feels better about that. That way he can spend the weekend watching over me and I won't get left alone. It was nice to spend some time at home, but better safe than sorry. I'm sure I'll be driving them up the walls soon demanding to go home.

 

Home early!

October 26th 2011 8:02 pm
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Dad got a call this morning. I'm doing exceptionally well and getting back to my usual self. The doc figures it's better for me to go home today than to stress myself there another day. So Dad picked me up and got the instructions on taking care of me for the next few weeks and we went home. First thing was that I used the litter box. Then I hid in the bathroom. I wasn't in the mood to eat or drink. I have to take SO many pills now. I fought Dad so hard he called the in the nice lady neighbor to hold me down so I could get one of the smaller pills! We got a pill popper now which means he can give me my meds easier.

I'm hiding right now, I'm still mad about what happened and I hurt from the stitches. It's a critical time and things can still go bad. I need to keep my fluids up but I'm not too interested in drinking. Wish us luck!

 
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