Poor Little Sick Kitty, Fat Cat Bites, & Other Stories
Poor little Schade! She's been vomiting almost everything for several days.
I rang the Vet's on Friday morning, and followed the recommendation to feed bland diet. She's eating everything. She loves the meat baby food-it's just ground meat and water with a little starch. Bland and looks like it's been down once, but she'll eat it right off the spoon. And the soft kibble, mmmm. Eats cheerfully, like usual her meticulous nibbly eating one morsel at a time and carefully chewing it. Then walks away and horks it all up. Sunday night she unloaded what looked like a week's groceries-the mounds were bigger than she is! Vet's took her right in yesterday, shaving her neck for a CBC and thyroid test, and kept her for x-rays and intravenous fluids. Dr. mentioned possibility of a blockage or an infection.
Once I got to my office, I scared the bejabbers outta myself by Googling cat vomiting. Oh mercy. Horrible dreams followed, all involving the poor, vulnerable little Schade, undoubtably having her own nightmares about being abandoned in a place where she was poked with needles and IVs…
Dr rang me this morning to tell me my little kitty was doing okay. Poor little thing was terrified, although everyone there took great troubles making her as comfortable as possible. I had to take Catnip in for butt mats-he's just too fat to clean himself properly. Beautiful Dr C herself came in to shave the mats off, telling me she thought my Schade would recuperate better at home, being so spooked by the strange surroundings. Elation! Little Kitty-Girl can come home!
Um. I forgot that I was holding Catnip steady for his butt shave. This is a cat who goes into attack mode when at the vet's. It take two or even three people to control him for a simple ear check. Even a stethoscope is The Enemy.
The fat *beep* sunk his teeth, right to the hilt, into my forearm! Then, for good measure, he raked my wrist with his hind claw.
Dr C strongly urged me-STRONGLY URGED ME-to call my doctor right off. She directed me to wash the punctures thoroughly, which I did while ringing the doctor on my mobile. I was instructed to immediately get there for treatment. Immediately! I had under 45 minutes to get there-a drive normally taking an hour. I was pretty scared by the time I got there. It just wasn't fun driving far too fast this time!
I was sent off with a Px for an antibiotic called Augmentin, which sounds like a breast enhancement drug. I'm supposed to soak my arm in warm water and elevate it. Haven't figured out how to soak an elevated arm yet.
I stopped at the druggist, got my breast enhancement antibiotics, cleaned the carrier, and shot off to fetch Schade. By the time the day's fun was over, I'd been away from the office for several hours, was cranky and upset and just wanted to crawl into the closet away from everything but a cat or two.
I'm sitting quietly, watching the punctures swell. sigh. Hopefully I'll be back to working and knitting and gardening soon.
Erin said,
9 May, 2006 at 8:38 pm
I’m glad little kitty girl can come home (I did read about this on the ring, but didn’t put 2+2 together, lol).
As for the Augmentin, I’m sorry to say that your hooters will not get any bigger (If that’s what you want), but it is an awesome antibiotic. My DS had to take it several times for ear infections and it works wonders. And he has no boobs to speak of
Knitstrong said,
23 May, 2006 at 1:56 pm
Got here from Knitty……sorry about the kitty bite. Looking forward to seeing your shawl. I just finished a round of augmentin myself for sinus infection and bronchitis. It works well, but even more than other antibiotics, BE PREPARED for the yeast infections!! This stuff must kill every good bacteria we have. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND gallons of active yoghurt, and having yeasty medicine ready.
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