I am grateful and humbled by this....

Thank you, Catster, you choosing me as the DDP.
I am not 100% healthwise, but I am doing better than I was, thankfully. I just know that the extra purrs from Catster kitties will push me back to where I need to be.

I am tolerating the sub-q fluids well, even though I now get 100 cc's nightly. I DO take my pills, although not happily and I do LOVE the renal diet food, so that's good.
I will have a transfusion this week, hopefully to get my red cell count back up. Paws crossed, please, kitties.

I may be crabby most of the time, but I am so thankful that my family loves me just the way I am and didn't expect me to change when they brought me home 2 years ago. I was nearly at the bridge when I first met Mommy at the shelter and I've come so far. I'm not ready to give up. I just wish this body would stop doing things on its own!
Again, thanks to all my Catster friends, old and new and those about to be friends.

I may be the right amount of crabby, but I DO appreciate everything in my life.
Esther

I need purrs, please

I did eat breakfast, but didn't really touch my dinner. Mom says I don't look right today, and then I vomitted several times.
As soon as Daddy gets home, he and Mommy will give me my sub-q fluids.
I am scheduled to go into the hospital tomorrow anyway, to possibly get a blood transfusion because my HCT is dangerously low and I appear to be anemic. When I first got to the shelter, I was anemic and I recovered from that but I am not so sure this time, kitties.
Mom says she is scared but that she won't force me to do things that will make me miserable.
Mommy cries and the medical staff tells her to not get so worked up about numbers because I've gained a pound, my fur looks and feels really good and I am not 'clinical'. Up until today, I have been eating and drinking like a young tomcat!
Paws crossed, kitties.
I need some purrs.

We Celebrate Christmas

But Mommy says that because my name is Hebrew and so lovely, we can honor our Jewish friends with the menorah background.
My name means "star" in Hebrew. So, during these longer nights, may stars shine on all of you, my Catster friends and bring blessings of all good things to you and yours, whatever holiday you celebrate.

Things aren't going well

I've lost interest in eating. For the last day and a half, I will only eat TINY bits of food, but nothing substantial. The docs gave Mommy some meds that will stimulate my appetite. They said it should take about a day to start working. BUT...now this means that not only do I get sub-q fluids, antibiotics and enalapril, but NOW I will have to take this medicine TWICE a day. NOT too happy about this, let me tell you.

Oh no. NOT good

Well, my bloodwork came back and it looks like early stages of renal disease. More details as soon as Mom stops crying.

Officially, I now have a family

Okay, dokey! I was formally adopted last night! I think we all KNEW it was bound to happen. But it sure feels good to have it happen!!
I came home and M&D set me up in the bathroom, which is pretty large (but Momma says it needs a complete overhaul). I have my blankies, and a brand new bed (where I slept last night) and a GREAT set-up at one of the windows, with a thick, comfy towel so I can relax while looking at the birds and squirrels in the yard.
Last night, Momma came in the room and sat with me. When I got into my bed, she laid next to me and scratched my chin. I was purring as I fell asleep. It was so much nicer than the stainless steel kennel.
I am hearing the other kitties in the house and we are smelling each other under the door. I make a bit of a fuss when one of them tries to come into the room, but we all know that will stop soon enough.
My diabetes seems under control, I am eating, drinking and running around, exploring. I think I may like it here.

Milestone Up Ahead

Well, I am looking at the end of my road here at the shelter. In 2 short days, I will become a part of a family. It couldn't have come any sooner, let me tell you! I have HAD it with this kennel business. In fact, I was considering hiring a sign painter, I didn;t know what else to do. I mean, I whined whenever I had to leave Almost Momma's office for the overnight.These last 3 days, I've been talking to anyone who will listen. I kept saying 'Let me out! Go find Momma and tell her to collect me! I'm ready to go to her office and get comfy."
I wanted to sit in the window and watch the birds. I wanted to jump in desk chairs when someone got up! (I act like I'm asleep when they come back! That way, I don't have to move!) I like exploring and running back and forth between two adjoining offices. Yesterday, Almost Daddy brought AM into work. They got me from the hospital ( I was being monitored because I was just diagnosed with diabetes) and I got fussed over by the receptionists. The ladies kept carrying on about how 'different' I was! They said I was so alert and newsy and that I actually was bright eyed and full of energy. Of course! We got the diabetes under control for right now and I haven't felt this good for awhile. The ladies think that its very special how I talk to Momma, too. Okay, but how else am I supposed tolet her know what I want? Momma asked me if I was ready to go to the office. I said YES! She put me down and off I went! She overtook me in the hall so she could unlock the door. She said "Go head in there, Miss Esther!" and I said "Yep!" and went in! The ladies were clapping and saying how great that was! Jeez! I was just being me and being polite while I was at it.
Today was Almost Momma's day off but she came to see me and feed me my special food. I gave her an earful when she opened the cage! I told her that she was late and I was wondering what happened to her. She loved me up, rubbing me and scratching in all the right spots. Daddy did the same thing and so did the nurse, Nicole. I am really looking forward to going home. Momma says the windows look over the yard and garden area. She says there are trees and plenty of bird watching opporunities.

I can't wait!