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A little privacy please!
Well, really! Momma discussing my personal potty problems! And what that VET did to me? Oh, unspeakable!
I am feeling much better. I'm crabby, but just normal crabby for me, not all growly and hiding.
Toeshee tried to act as if he wanted to be Alpha cat after I came home from the VET. He tried to jump me and start a fight. The nerve! Momma had to squirt him with the bad cat water bottle to get him to stop.
The next day when I felt much better, I let him have it! I hissed and swatted and him until he was cowering and behaving like the big baby that he is. I rule with an iron paw around here and Toeshee needed to remember that!
Momma worried herself into another flare up in her joints. She thought that the Enbrel was starting to help a little, but when she gets worried or upset and the weather gets bad she gets extra hurty. Right now she's worried about me getting tummy troubles again and not keeping up with visiting bloggie friends. She still has the big sads, but she is just accepting it, hoping it will ebb away like the tides. I think she just needs a long winter's nap with me and Billie until the Robins return.
Thanks to you all who sent me well wishes. I think your good thoughts helped me. I might try the pumpkin, but I do not like people food, so I will probably find it unsuitable.
Have a Happy week and remember to be a little bit Naughty Kitties!
~Cricket
Purrs for Cricket
Cricket is at the Vet right now, waiting for x-rays. She has been having difficulty passing bowl movements and threw up her breakfast yesterday. She did not eat at all today. The Vet will check for any blockages or a foreign object, but she isn't usually one to eat strange things, so I don't know...
My poor baby! She was so lethargic this morning and last night, while she did sleep on my legs as usual, every time I moved she growled at me. I know she must be really uncomfortable.
Oh! Just now the Vet called! Cricket had lots of hard poo impacted in her colon! They gave her an enema and she passed some. They want to keep her until early this evening and she may need another enema. Poor Naughty Noodle! :( The Vet recommended canned pumpkin to perhaps keep her regular. I don't know if she'll eat that. I'm thinking less crunchies on the side of her wet food. No wonder she was so cranky! How miserable she must have been.
What is it with my kitties and their digestive tracts? First Cody with his massive hair balls and now Cricket with her poo. Yuck!
My husband is not real pleased right now. $$$ has been flying out at a regular rate lately. Our health insurance is not the greatest this year. I just wish we could get a break! I imagine this will cost around $400.00, because that's how much it cost for Cody. Thank goodness for VISA!
I am just so glad that my Nurse Cricket will be home to sleep with me tonight. I hope she eats a big plate of stinky goodness for me.
Thank you all so much for your Love and Kindness. You are just The Best Ever! We all here at Twilight's Muse Love You.
Purr that Cricket can feel better and not have a tummy ache any more.
Now, let's just hope Billie and Toeshee will keep feeling well!
Beyond Blue...
Well, it's been quite a while. The only true, wonderful, purely sweet things seems to be my kitties and their antics and love.
My husband's father passed away a couple of weeks ago. It came much faster than anyone expected. The cancer was just beginning to cause him pain, but perhaps mercy visited, as it was his heart that gave out in his sleep.
He had been afraid of suffering and wasting away as his brother had and he missed his beloved sister Grace, who had gone before, just a month ago.
My husband understandably took it hard for a bit, but he is moving on fairly well. He said losing his Mum when he was 16 was much worse.
Even before dad passed I had been struggling with depression. Every day had been harder to get through. I can't seem to pinpoint one thing over the other that has me so emotionally incapacitated. I stay in my pj's most days, only pulling on jeans and a sweatshirt to get some groceries. My husband sometimes drags me out for coffee, but I can't wait to get back home and nap. I have not been able to find a good pain reliever yet, so rest and hot baths and showers are a refuge.
I have three books started and I can't finish any of them. I re read the same paragraphs over and over before tossing them aside. I stare at the tv and not really notice what I'm watching. It's just noise to fill the silence.
I haven't turned on my computer for nearly a month. I've been afraid to blog. What could I say? This. All I have right now is how sad I am. Yay, what fun for you to read!
Now, my fingers hurt again and for what? A sad blog entry...
I know I need to snap out of this. My kitties are all happy and healthy right now and they should be the stars of this blog. Perhaps after some time I will do an overhaul of the blog.
Thank you ALL for being so kind! Karla told me that my friends have been worried and I was very surprised. She said that Spring will come. I just have to hold on to that.
Cricket is now, quite full of herself after saving me. She wants a nurses cap
a paycheck and two weeks paid vacation. We settled on unlimited Fancy Feast in her favourite fishy flavors.
Billie and Cody are doing really well. Billie has taken to sleeping on my bed a lot, so I bring her food up there. Today, she actually came downstairs and is napping on the sofa. Maybe she knows I'm finally blogging.
Toeshee is his usual naughty, sweet little clown self. He loves to chase the cursor on my husbands laptop. Look at his funny, cute little face.
I hope you all aren't mad at me, but I understand if you are. I wish and hope I can swim to the surface of this deep blue pool I have fallen in.
Hugs~
Cricket saved me.
Hi everyone. For most of this month I have been in a really bad RA flare up. The pain is constant. I went to my doctor last week and had x-rays to see how much joint damage has been done. The Methotrexate I have been on is just not working any more. I will be starting Enbrel along with a half dose of Methotrexate now. It's an injection once a week too.
My doctor called in a prescription for Vicoden for me because my pain was so unmanageable. Vicoden contains an opiate, which I discovered the hard way, I am allergic to.
I took a dose last Thursday so I could feel well enough to make dinner. At first I just felt a bit light headed, which was strange, but normal for that drug. I went upstairs just to lie down for a bit. By the time I reached my room I felt very, very sick to my stomach and the dizziness was overwhelming. I pretty much crashed on the bed and saw black.
Then I felt a rough tongue licking my hand. I opened my eyes to see Cricket staring at me. I closed my eyes as another wave of nausea and dizziness overcame me and the world went black again. But, once again I was roused by a persistantly rough tongue. I opened my eyes and she stopped licking and stared with what looked like concern into my eyes. Every time I closed my eyes Cricket would begin licking my hand and when I opened them she would stop and stare with those big green eyes searching my face. Finally, I was able to keep my eyes open and made myself sit up. I practically crawled off the bed and down the steps and Cricket followed me as if making sure I made it down. Then I was sick and barfing for most of the evening. If I had passed out I could have thrown up and well... choked on it. Plus my breathing had slowed down a bit as I hit the bed. She kept me awake.
Cricket saved me, I'm sure of it. She truly is a wonderful nurse kitty!
Now, I must deal with my pain with over the counter pain meds and hot baths and rest. I hope the Enbrel can start kicking the RA monster's butt soon. Until then, I am learning to take it easier on myself. No big dinners for the family every night, no obsessing over house cleaning.
My hands are throbbing and stiff and my left hip especially is so painfull. I'm tired of feeling so cruddy, but I'm so thankful for my kitties. Having pets really does make one feel better. They are funny, naughty, sweet, purring bundles of love. Never underestimate how much they are tuned into us.
Yes, this gives Cricket a free pass to basically get away with anything. :) Even my husband had to admit that she probably was concerned in her own weird way.
My daughter has made a full recovery and is now going to her college classes, complaining all the way. That's how I know she feels better. She hates adhering to a schedule. ;)
My husband's dad has now gone into Hospice. He is not doing well. He has fallen twice this past week and his heart is in "A Fib". We jump whenever the phone rings now, wondering if it's bad news about him.
I am trying to downplay how hurty I am so my husband doesn't feel any more stress. All in all, it's been a rough month. A long, cold month.
I miss visiting my bloggie friends so much! I haven't forgotten anybody okay?
My kitties and I send you love and purrs. I will try to visit when I get some free moments. I'm going to rest my hands for a bit now.
~Hugs~
Oy! What a week!
Forgive us while Momma has nervous breakdown # 531.
The Teenagergirl's throat did not heal as well as expected. This past Sunday she started spitting out lots of bloods! Momma and The Daddyman took her to the ER and she had to have a spot in her throat cauterized. They had to put her under for that.
She is starting to feel lots better now. Seeing her daughter cough up all that blood made Momma cry, but she tried to be brave for Teenagergirl. The doctor said blood always looks like more mixed with saliva.
Cricket: This whole conversation about bloods is kinda bordering on the oogie! I'm just glad she is okay now!
Toeshee: Yes, and now maybe she can eat more delicious foods! I love delicious foods! I have been so bored lately. There are no birdies outside to watch.
Cricket: It has been boring. Cody played with me a few days ago, despite the limp he seems to have. Momma is thinking he might have a touch of arthritis, given his age. Better be nice to him Tubby, or you'll get the squirt bottle of water aimed in your direction!
Toeshee: Stop calling me Tubby! I'm big boned is all!
We hope you all are handling the Mid-winter blues okay. We would like to extend our sympathy and sadness to Whickey and his family over the loss of Angel. Another Furbaby Angel has joined many at the Rainbow Bridge.
Momma must play the catching up game with bloggie friends again.
We love you!
