Me too, Kaesea. Me too.
Friday, September 30, 2011
A Better Day
After posting yesterday, things have been looking up around Chez Kaesea. I am crossing my fingers that this post this will not cause the reverse, of course.
Kaesea has been eating well since yesterday... mostly canned tuna, by his [insistent!] request. Yesterday night, he had a very firm bowel movement. Today's was... less firm, but a typical Kaesea "deposit." And no vomiting. So, yay!
He's been fluffy, noisy, and perky all day, so it looks as though he has weathered yet another storm. If these storms don't kill him, they might kill me, but we're keeping it together for now.
Thank you again for the well wishes. This cat is strong and the power of positive thinking makes him stronger yet. So we thank you for that. So. Much.
Kaesea has been eating well since yesterday... mostly canned tuna, by his [insistent!] request. Yesterday night, he had a very firm bowel movement. Today's was... less firm, but a typical Kaesea "deposit." And no vomiting. So, yay!
He's been fluffy, noisy, and perky all day, so it looks as though he has weathered yet another storm. If these storms don't kill him, they might kill me, but we're keeping it together for now.
Thank you again for the well wishes. This cat is strong and the power of positive thinking makes him stronger yet. So we thank you for that. So. Much.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
A Rough Week
Despite all of the cute photos, Kaesea has been having a rough time this week.
[My usual disclaimer: This is a blog about a cat with intestinal cancer, so I will be talking about bodily fluids. Sorry.]
On Monday, he vomited up his food, which he never does (usually, it's a hairball or a bit of bile) and he also had several bouts of pure liquid diarrhea (the worst kind -- no nutrient absorption at all). We gave him IV fluids and thought he might be coming around at the end of the day, but there was more liqui-poo throughout the day on Tuesday (although no more vomiting). Again, we gave him more IV fluids and by the end of the day yesterday (Wednesday), he was starting to perk up.
He's been doing okay today (Thursday), although I can tell he's lost some weight in the past week, which is amazing because I thought he was a furry bag of bones before. Now he really is!
Throughout the week, he has continued to groom himself (you can see the fluff here) and he's been eating, although not much. Today, he has eaten far more (including polishing off quite a bit of tuna!) and is getting vocal again (after complaining about how much he's been meowing in the last few months, I missed it when it was gone for the past few days) so perhaps he'll come around.
I know that he's old and he's dying of cancer and this is what to expect. But still, every damned time this happens, I worry and fret and think, "How can I fix this? What can I do?" But the reality is that I cannot fix this. I can support him and comfort him and I can pray. And that is what I am doing. And maybe this time he'll get better. Or maybe he won't.
Ugh. Maybe he won't. Whenever I think that, I immediately think, "But I'm not ready!" But the truth is, I will never be ready. And yet, the end will come. Ready or not.
We are so SO lucky to have gotten the extra 2+ years that we have gotten with Kaesea since he got sick in April 2009. So lucky. But still... I'm not ready.
Hopefully he isn't, either.
I'll keep you posted.
Thanks for being here.
[My usual disclaimer: This is a blog about a cat with intestinal cancer, so I will be talking about bodily fluids. Sorry.]
On Monday, he vomited up his food, which he never does (usually, it's a hairball or a bit of bile) and he also had several bouts of pure liquid diarrhea (the worst kind -- no nutrient absorption at all). We gave him IV fluids and thought he might be coming around at the end of the day, but there was more liqui-poo throughout the day on Tuesday (although no more vomiting). Again, we gave him more IV fluids and by the end of the day yesterday (Wednesday), he was starting to perk up.
He's been doing okay today (Thursday), although I can tell he's lost some weight in the past week, which is amazing because I thought he was a furry bag of bones before. Now he really is!
Throughout the week, he has continued to groom himself (you can see the fluff here) and he's been eating, although not much. Today, he has eaten far more (including polishing off quite a bit of tuna!) and is getting vocal again (after complaining about how much he's been meowing in the last few months, I missed it when it was gone for the past few days) so perhaps he'll come around.
I know that he's old and he's dying of cancer and this is what to expect. But still, every damned time this happens, I worry and fret and think, "How can I fix this? What can I do?" But the reality is that I cannot fix this. I can support him and comfort him and I can pray. And that is what I am doing. And maybe this time he'll get better. Or maybe he won't.
Ugh. Maybe he won't. Whenever I think that, I immediately think, "But I'm not ready!" But the truth is, I will never be ready. And yet, the end will come. Ready or not.
We are so SO lucky to have gotten the extra 2+ years that we have gotten with Kaesea since he got sick in April 2009. So lucky. But still... I'm not ready.
Hopefully he isn't, either.
I'll keep you posted.
Thanks for being here.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
09.26.11 : caught!
As I have mentioned before, when Kaesea sees the camera come out, he almost always flops over immediately.
Today, I snuck into the room to catch him sitting up. Right after I snapped this, he immediately flopped down.
I love the look on his face: "Damn you! You are only to take photos of me when I am reclining, looking my most regal!"
Today, I snuck into the room to catch him sitting up. Right after I snapped this, he immediately flopped down.
I love the look on his face: "Damn you! You are only to take photos of me when I am reclining, looking my most regal!"
Saturday, September 24, 2011
09.24.11 : mr. hide
Kaesea loves, loves, loves a hidey hole. Especially a new one.
Bill took one of the drawers out of our dresser today and Kaesea hopped up in there in about 2 seconds flat.
Bill took one of the drawers out of our dresser today and Kaesea hopped up in there in about 2 seconds flat.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
09:22:11 : mine now.
I left my knitting alone for a moment and came back to find that Kaesea had claimed it for himself:
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Tuesday, September 6, 2011
09.06.11 : watchcat
I was away for a week. Since I got home, Kaesea has been glued to my side almost every minute of every day.
This shot was taken from the dinner table -- here he is, at my feet, pressed against the leg of the table. He never hangs out right there, but he's been doing it for the past 2 days whenever I am sitting at the table.
Love this cat.
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