March 26th 2012 8:01 am
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Wow; it’s been a long time since I got to write anything in my diary. Diary Gal kept Mom way too busy with Keshy. (Not that I have anything against her—she turned out to be okay towards the end.) But…
Anyway, last week was the first of my monthly visits with Dr. L. (Even before that Mom saw Stacey-Ann at Dr. L.’s gig on St. Patty’s day.) I’m losing my touch—Stacey-Ann said that I’m sweet! Mom asked her if she was sure she was talking about the same kitty. Stacey-Ann laughed and said that I was all ‘mouth’ and no follow-through. (That’s not what Jasmine, the vet tech at Dr. V.’s office, thinks.) Oops. I think it’s time to sharpen the claws a bit.
Last month, after I stopped eating for 48 hours, I dropped down to under 10 1/2 pounds (from 11.2 lbs.). I’m up to 10.7 lbs. again. You know that funny tasting pill (Mirtazapine) Mom’s been giving me? It made me want something like 3 or 4 bowls of food in a row and I was still hungry.
The last phone call Mom made to Dr. L., she was saying something like “Help—I just fed her 4 bowls of food, she doesn’t want to eat any more, and it looks like she’ll start gnawing on my leg any second now. She doesn’t know what she wants!” Yup, side effects. Mirtazapine can make us kitties hyper. And, by the way, Mom was so mean on St. Patty’s Day. She gave both me and Samsara the Mirtazapine and she only fed us something like 4 bowls of food before she left the house!
She left at something like 6:00 in the evening and didn’t come home for almost the whole night! Where was our food???!!!
Given my weight gain and the side-effects they want Mom to stop the pill unless I don’t eat for 24 hours. (They want me to keep my girlish figure.) Without the pill, the kibble doesn’t look so good and I don’t really want the canned food. (Mom’s fish chowder smelled yummy, though. Why won’t she give me fish? The stuff only has tomatoes and chili pepper in it. I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt my IBD ….) Besides, I’ve been off Tylan for a week and since this past Thursday I’m down to getting prednisolone only once a day. My poops have been really good.
Anywho… we took the subway to see Dr. L. It was scary down there, but I got to see all the birdies and sniff the air that smelled like spring when we walked (I rode) home. Mom and I both complained all the way there and all the way back. (She remembered the time she took late brofur B.A. to V-lady and couldn’t carry him the last block home. She set down the kennel cab and said, ‘That’s it! No more ice cream, no more potato chips, and no more pretzels!” And she got caught lecturing the kennel cab—some guy saw the whole thing and started laughing.)
I have my next appointment tomorrow morning. Dr. L. thinks I’ll be good to go for my chemo treatment.
Speaking of spring, we did our spring photo shoot. Most kitties get to be spring chickens and bunny rabbits and stuff—I get to be different. I get to be the centerpiece in a Victorian post card! Huh? Mom says she hates her camera. I won’t look at it anymore if I can help it. I hate the infra-red light and the flash hurts my eyes even more. (Oh, c’mon, Colette—I haven’t used either the fill light or the flash in over a year—I know they hurt your eyes!) So the fill light feature is off, but I still don’t want to look at the camera. (The feature is off, and since your fur is so dark in places and so light in other places, and since the camera is crappy and over-lights any lighter places in the picture…)
The pictures were perfectly good but they were too ‘hot’ in places—they hurt our eyes and we were sure you wouldn’t want to look at them either. Who knows what happened—Samsara’s pictures needed very little adjustment. The light must have shifted in the few minutes between the time Mom took her pictures and the time she took mine. Mine seemed to be a disaster. At first we thought we didn’t have one picture we could use. Then we started to play with them using our software. By the way, the flowers really are there—they aren’t software generated. And, understand this isn’t an apology: we love the final results. We hope you do too. (It’s going to take some time to post them—bear with us.)
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Glad to hear that you are doing so well, Colette!
And we looked at all your new pics, and they look wonderfur!
So dainty and ahem...feminine...
We know that meowmy has to go to work so that is why we are commenting on them here and not there...maybe later!
Have a great day, and we hope all will go well , tomorrow!
Pipo & Minko
Colette this is pawsome mews about your poops and how you're feeling. Yeah, I had seratonin syndrome from taking Mirtazapine so we had to stop that one. Your new pictures are beautiful!
Thanks guys! Mom also has other things to do, so Samsara's pictures aren't going up till tonight. And Mom plans to fix the order in my photo book tonight too.
colette..we wood be complainin all de way ta de yukon N bak if we had ta see N heer burds sew we R with ya on that one...heerez best fishes N de blessings oh st francis fora grate appt two morrow with Dr L....
oh, and bee for we forget....if ewe N samsara EVER run inta a food...issue...like ewe did on st patty's day; ewe call:
1 - 800 - R mom leeved us without foods N we haz been sittin heer for 83 hours now waitin for sumthin bee sides kibble sew if ewe wood be sew kind az ta send uz 9 pizza's we wood be trooly grate full
and they will rush yur order over rite away !!
hugs N love frum TT
Glad to hear you're doing well. Your new pictures are beautiful.
Glad to hear that you are doing better and you gained a bit of weigh back too! That's pawsome! Keep it up! And the pictures are lovely!
Hugs and purrs,
Simon & Reuben(an angel)
Thank you effurybody.
Tabbies, really???!!! Would 1-800-R send us pizza? I bet Mom would be pretty mad if she found the delivery man... BTW, how do you open the door?
Glad to hear you're doing well, and thanks for so many lovely pictures!
Sending purrs as always . . .
Penny & Minnie
I like your pics. They are VERY pretty. Our Mom has a very old camera and our pics are just plain, as we are. But why didn't post your Mom the hot pics? Hot pics of Colette. That would have been good. *ouchie Mom. What? Why are you washing my mouth out with soap?*
Anypurr, we're purring for you as always.I think your vet visit is over for today. Hope you feel good.
Thank you Penny, Minnie and Timo.
Timo, they weren't 'that' kind of 'hot' picture! The sheen on the blue fabric and the places where my fur is really light showed up as way too bright. And the dark pink places on the flowers were way too loud. That's the kind of stuff headaches are made from.