Felix’s veterinarian called this morning to report good news: while the blockage in his urethra was “substantial” and took more time than they expected to remove, they were able to successfully remove the blockage, catheterize him, and keep him sedated overnight while his bladder drained and his inflamed urinary tract had a chance to relax. He’s on an IV cocktail consisting of antibiotics, a muscle relaxant, pain medication, and of course fluids to re-hydrate him. So long as he continues to improve (they gave him a tiny bit of wet food and water this morning, which he was nibbling at when the vet called me), they’ll remove the catheter tomorrow morning, and as long as Felix tolerates that and is able to empty his bladder on his own, we may be able to pick him up tomorrow night. Once again, the old, battered, tattered-around-the-edges FIV+ cat is going to pull through! I am so relieved…when I took him in yesterday I was bracing myself for the very realistic possibility of having to have him euthanized. And even last night and this morning I was bracing for the possibility of that phone call – the one telling me that there was a complication, and that the kindest thing to do would be to put him to sleep.
Speaking of tomorrow, October 1st is our ten year wedding anniversary. It’s amazing to think we’ve been married for a decade – not to mention being together for over fourteen years, and having two lovely, amazing children who have both our best and worst traits. And fourteen years in, we’re still ridiculously in love and lust with one another – our relationship has only strengthened over time. We’ve grown even closer to one another over the past couple of years, during which we’ve had one family/health/financial crisis after another lobbed at us (and sometimes multiple crises lobbed at the same time, because Fate is a cruel, cruel bitch). Somehow we keep pulling through together, and we keep each other going in our moments of weakness and fatigue. For better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, no matter what, Dan and I are there for each other. ♥ (Now let’s keep our fingers crossed that neither of us has to test out that part about death doing us part anytime soon!)
Our anniversary plans include lunch with my mom, some errands, dinner out (Puff is going to babysit), and if all goes smoothly for Felix, picking him up after dinner and bringing him home. That’ll make Titanium almost as happy as it’ll make us – he and Felix have been BFFs from almost the moment Titanium joined our gaggle of cats on February 1st, 2014. Last night he was pacing back and forth in the living room, wandering all over the house, and howling and meowing up a storm looking for Felix.
Speaking of dinner, I have to share the latest snarky gem from Ryan (I really need to write down all of the witty stuff he comes out with, because while he doesn’t do so very often, when he does get snarky, he NAILS IT):
Dan: “dishes are done!”
Me: “famous last words…”
Ryan: “my famous last words: I am not eating dinner!”
Other memorable quips from Ryan include saying, “I want to find a ride that takes me home!” in response to Jason and I asking him which amusement park ride he’d like to ride next; and claiming that, “poor, lonely Dad” was outside “crying a town full of tears” on a cold night when the sprogs and I were cozied up under blankets watching TV (for the record, poor, lonely Dan was outside in the cold of his own volition that night, and he wasn’t crying, he was taking photos of the moon).
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Why I’m requesting: We’re facing a pretty big vet bill for Felix. As if having FIV isn’t enough, today he required emergency surgical treatment for a complete urinary blockage – without the surgery he would die a painful death from sepsis. The final bill is to be determined by Felix’s recovery (and if the vet has to go back to do a more “invasive” surgery that would involve widening Felix’s urethra), but the estimate is anywhere from $900 to $1,400.
Thank you so much from Dan and I – and Felix, too! ♥
I went to bed early last night, figuring it’d be awesome to be nicely rested for a busy working Monday. Instead, I was nicely rested to take Alyssa to Urgent Care, who then bounced us to the ER since her chief complaint was ongoing abdominal pain (over twelve hours at this point) ranging from a 5 to a 7 on the 1-to-10 Pain Scale. They were quick to admit us and run tests, but then we waited, and waited, and waited…we were discharged shortly after 11 with the diagnosis of either a viral infection that is inflaming her abdomen, or too-early-to-detect appendicitis…so, “wait and see”.
I was anxious to get home to check on Felix, who was miserable this morning with a UTI. I gave him medication shortly before leaving with Alyssa at 7:30am, but as of 12:00pm he still hadn’t peed at all, and was growling and meowing pitifully. I skipped the wait and see approach with him (as I did a couple of weeks ago, when he had a UTI that we were actively treating with Amoxicillin and Elavil, but he was still peeing (albeit frequently) and it did clear up within a couple of days) and took him to the vet, and I am SO GLAD I did, because as I suspected from some quick Googling, he has a complete urinary blockage/obstruction. This is fatal, and will kill a cat within 72 hours of the last successful urination.
As miserable as Felix had to be, he still managed to come out of his carrier on his own volition, and stand directly in front of the vet, waiting expectantly to be petted as the humans discussed his fate. His fate is going to be pricey for Dan and I (to the tune of potential quadruple digits), but good for him: as I was filling out treatment authorization paperwork he was whisked away to be sedated, catheterized, and pumped full of pain medication, antibiotics, and fluids. He’ll stay at the vet’s office with the catheter in and all sorts of yummy IV-delivered healing goodness for the next three to four days – possibly a bit longer if his FIV complicates his recovery.
So far Felix has bounced back from: living outdoors and being beat up by other cats, undernourishment/underweight, a nasty cold, and conjunctivitis. Cross your everything that he bounces back from this, too! ♥
So this happened today:
Earlier today I was in the process of removing nail polish from my nails when I happened to glance down and noticed that MY ENGAGEMENT RING WAS MISSING ITS MAIN DIAMOND. AHHH! I freaked out, spent five minutes combing through our bedroom and found nothing, then happened to walk through the living room and spotted the diamond, upside down, on our tiled entryway. Whew! What are the chances, right? So now both my engagement ring and the loose diamond are safely tucked in a Ziploc bag that’s stashed inside a zippered compartment of my wallet, and my left hand feels naked, despite my wedding band on my ring finger and a sterling silver ring on my middle finger.
So now I need to get to a jeweler and get the diamond re-set into the ring (or, as my husband’s uncle suggested, break out the Gorilla Glue). I suppose a jewel falling out of its setting on a 12 year old ring that has been worn almost 24/7 (the only times I’ve taken it off have been for surgeries (seven) and resizing after I lost the first 100 pounds – so in twelve years and two months it’s only been not-exposed-to-everyday-wear-and-tear for a sum total of maybe 100 hours?) isn’t a shocker to anyone…still, it was a shock to ME to see that my ring was missing its diamond!
Other than bracing myself for what could have been a needle-in-a-haystack hunt, it’s been a quiet Sunday. Alyssa is sick with a cold and has spent most of the day in our bed, Dan and I slept in (if you consider 9am sleeping in), and I’ve been battling a headache for several hours now, and am about to give up and just go to bed…at 6:18pm.
(Name that song/please accept my apologies for the ear worm!)
On this day last year I was two weeks post-op from my hysterectomy and appendectomy, but that didn’t stop me from hauling my bloated, sore self out of bed and driving Alyssa and Ryan to one of the local schools for a race – a race they told me about 35 minutes before we had to be there for registration. Meanwhile I had been asleep, none of us were dressed, and did I mention that the drive to the school is about 20 minutes if there are no Amish buggies on the road? But we made it, and the kids raced and had a blast.
This year I was prepared – Alyssa and Ryan told me about the race two weeks in advance, we had the registration forms, and I reminded them last night. Ryan wound up skipping the race in favor of attending a Boy Scouts field trip, but Alyssa was excited to go – and she placed eighth for girls in her grade!
While we were waiting for her grade to race she hung out with friends and I sat around a little awkwardly in awesomely glittery tights and a dress (I was seriously the only woman there in a dress, and there were at least two hundred other people!), while she raced I shamelessly cheered her on and took loads of pictures, and once she was done she bought two sprinkled donuts and asked me to take her home, because she was exhausted. A half-mile run on an unevenly, slightly hilly grassy field is no joke!