That way I don't see the shit I am wading through...
Okay, seriously though, things are okay. Spaz is 100% A-Okay, it's sunny out today, and I might finally take the truck to get a bath this weekend.
I have been holding off because everytime I think I will go do it rain pops up in the seven day forecast, and in my eyes makes the carwash a waste of money. We'll see what the forecast looks like Friday night/Saturday morning.
I haven't posted much on here this month. I think it is my way of being in denial. You know, kind of ignore the passage of time and the fact that June seems to have disintegrated before my very eyes... Collin's last day at work is two weeks from this Friday. Regardless of how much I tell myself, "We have a plan and we will be perfectly fine!" There is still a tiny, obnoxious, nagging voice in the deep dark recesses of my brain saying, "It is not okay, it will not be okay, and you're screwed." I hate the pessimist in me... Overall, I really am not that terribly worried. Collin is a genius and I know he will find something.
We have started playing the Wii again (for a while we were dazzled and enamored by the PS3), and started making up our own little challenges on Wii Sports Resort. We have played Table Tennis with our eyes closed, and have a blast seeing who can get the lowest score in 100-Pin bowling (which is a heck of a lot harder than you would think!). It's a good way to spend our evenings now that all of our shows are on their annual summer hiatus. The only thing we really have on right now is Hell's Kitchen.
Work is a nasty four letter word, and I sincerely hope that the changes we will be undergoing next month will make a drastic improvement in the long run (I know better than to expect instant gratification with anything new).
I need to figure out what to do with my vacation time (and no they won't cut me a check for the value of the pay). I have a week and three days of vacation time. Typically, I would take the week of our anniversary off, but this year is different. Firstly, if (hopefully) Collin is working he won't have the time to take with me, and after the last year of not having time off together I really don't need a week of vacation spent ALONE. Then there is the flip side; if Collin is not working, he will be home but we won't have any money to do anything really. So it all boils down to, what's the effing point!?! I don't know, I just know I do need the time away from this place....
Looking outside, there are a bunch of high clouds that are making it hazy. I hate that, because then it being a little warm begins to feel muggy and thick and oppressive... And as I look at the sky, I can see that there's a whole bunch of blue sky just to the west of the office... Figures. There always seems to be an oppressive haze hanging over this place. Haha... Couldn't help but be a little melodramatic there.
OH-A-MY-A-GOD!!! I AM SURROUNDED BY IDIOTS! Okay, not really surrounded, but do you ever feel that way? What's even worse is that it is one person who is causing all this headache and frustration... I call this person FurPits... And sadly, that is all I can say on the topic without going all crazy and shit...
I am bored with work... For the first time in the last year, I am 100% current and caught up with all my normal day-to-day tasks. There is a bunch of other things I could be working on and will hopefully be getting to this week, but I am enjoying being caught up. At the same time, it makes my days unbearably long. I can only straighten up my desks (yes I am that important that I have two =D ) so many times. OoOoOo, one project I can work on this week (tomorrow), is reorganizing one of the filing cabinets and make new labels!!! YAY!!! No, really, I am excited about this, I have been putting it off for WAY too long. And then, maybe next month I can reorganize the "document room" that houses all our back up paperwork....
Woah, I was getting a little too excited there. Need to simmer down now.
Now to go and try very VERY hard not to kill any of my employees.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Bouncing Back
Okay, so I had to re-read my last post to pick up where I left off after the last one. Now, back to where we were when we last visited my life....
The test results came back late afternoon on Tuesday, and other than some slight elevations in her liver enzymes (which could be due to the no eating, all vomiting) everything looked normal.
The next step from this (since she was still sick and not eating AND vomiting every few hours) was to take her in for X-rays in case there was a blockage that couldn't be felt with the normal abdominal exam.
Spaz went in for X-rays Thursday morning. The doctor didn't see anything that appeared to be causing a blockage but they still needed to send the films out to a radiologist for closer inspection. While she was there the doctor also gave her a shot of some strong antibiotics; in case she had something that was in fact viral or bacterial but not causing her to have symptoms other than the vomiting. Yet again we were being forced to wait for results.
Surprisingly (and thankfully), Thursday evening we began to see some slight improvements in the little monster. She began bathing herself again; although hesitantly at first.
From the time Collin got her home from the vet on Thursday (around 1:30pm) to noon on Friday she only vomited three times. Thus far since Friday morning (over twenty four hours ago!!!!) she has not vomited at all!!
Last night, (and I know this is pathetic, but this next bit brought me to tears) for the first time since Monday morning, my baby was able to eat. AND there was no vomiting afterward! She has also been eating throughout the day today. The next thing we are waiting to see from her is a BM, then we will know all systems are go!
We do have another appointment set up for her on Wednesday, but after I talk to the vet on Monday we will see if he still suggests going through with it. I think we will just to be safe. Although she is doing so much better, and the radiologist's report came back showing no apparent blockages or foreign bodies, the radiologist did note a suspected mass near her kidney. It could be one of a plethora of various things, or it could be nothing. Wednesday's appointment is for an ultrasound, and if there is anything suspicious they will do a biopsy as well. I would love not to put her through another vet visit (and also save me some money by not having to pay another chunk to the vet), but I am concerned that if we ignore the potential mass in her abdomen it could cause worse problems down the road. I guess we will have to yet again wait and see.
All I know is, after this, I have a whole new respect for any mommy who has (or had) a sick child, especially young to the point they can't tell you what's wrong. This whole ordeal has been nerve-racking, stress filled, and unbearable. The looks she'd give me when she was actually awake, and not vomiting just broke my heart. The looks screamed, "Mommy, I don't feel good" or "Mommy, it hurts." or "Mommy, I'm so tired." I think this was one of the most difficult things I have ever had to deal with. It definitely ranked in the top ten.
Hopefully it is all done now.
Dinner is done, and my husband is home, and my cat is eating and purring... Life is good.
The test results came back late afternoon on Tuesday, and other than some slight elevations in her liver enzymes (which could be due to the no eating, all vomiting) everything looked normal.
The next step from this (since she was still sick and not eating AND vomiting every few hours) was to take her in for X-rays in case there was a blockage that couldn't be felt with the normal abdominal exam.
Spaz went in for X-rays Thursday morning. The doctor didn't see anything that appeared to be causing a blockage but they still needed to send the films out to a radiologist for closer inspection. While she was there the doctor also gave her a shot of some strong antibiotics; in case she had something that was in fact viral or bacterial but not causing her to have symptoms other than the vomiting. Yet again we were being forced to wait for results.
Surprisingly (and thankfully), Thursday evening we began to see some slight improvements in the little monster. She began bathing herself again; although hesitantly at first.
From the time Collin got her home from the vet on Thursday (around 1:30pm) to noon on Friday she only vomited three times. Thus far since Friday morning (over twenty four hours ago!!!!) she has not vomited at all!!
Last night, (and I know this is pathetic, but this next bit brought me to tears) for the first time since Monday morning, my baby was able to eat. AND there was no vomiting afterward! She has also been eating throughout the day today. The next thing we are waiting to see from her is a BM, then we will know all systems are go!
We do have another appointment set up for her on Wednesday, but after I talk to the vet on Monday we will see if he still suggests going through with it. I think we will just to be safe. Although she is doing so much better, and the radiologist's report came back showing no apparent blockages or foreign bodies, the radiologist did note a suspected mass near her kidney. It could be one of a plethora of various things, or it could be nothing. Wednesday's appointment is for an ultrasound, and if there is anything suspicious they will do a biopsy as well. I would love not to put her through another vet visit (and also save me some money by not having to pay another chunk to the vet), but I am concerned that if we ignore the potential mass in her abdomen it could cause worse problems down the road. I guess we will have to yet again wait and see.
All I know is, after this, I have a whole new respect for any mommy who has (or had) a sick child, especially young to the point they can't tell you what's wrong. This whole ordeal has been nerve-racking, stress filled, and unbearable. The looks she'd give me when she was actually awake, and not vomiting just broke my heart. The looks screamed, "Mommy, I don't feel good" or "Mommy, it hurts." or "Mommy, I'm so tired." I think this was one of the most difficult things I have ever had to deal with. It definitely ranked in the top ten.
Hopefully it is all done now.
Dinner is done, and my husband is home, and my cat is eating and purring... Life is good.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Vomiting All Over The Living Room
And yes it is as gross as it sounds.
Overall, this weekend was pretty freaking awesome; I got to see Kristina and Emily, visited my sister and the kids, and best of all I had all three days off with my husband. There was just one little issue that made last night and the first part of today terrifying.
It stemmed from Saturday night when, with a surprising warning cry from an otherwise silent cat, Spaz threw up. I had never heard my cat make a noise like that, and there is no other way to describe it than a cry. After that little episode normal cat functions resumed.
Then we get to Sunday, where there was a couple more crying/vomiting episodes throughout the course of the day, and mommy (meaning me) began to get a wee bit concerned.
Monday came and as the day progressed so did Spaz's symptoms. She became lethargic, and didn't even touch her food. The vomiting continued and started to be a little more frequently, and all that was coming up was fluid (I know this is gross, but like when you just puke stomach acid, that's what it looked like). As night time approached we decided this was something serious, and depending on how the night went we would be contacting the vet in the morning.
Disgustingly and sadly, we found that she had thrown up at least another four to six times over the course of us sleeping (from 11:30 pm to 5:30am). Thankfully, other than two spots, she only threw up on washable things (i.e. a blanket, and the rug in the kitchen, and the kitchen floor). And after we got up she threw up one more time in her litterbox. Since she still wasn't interested in her food, and other than the vomiting she wasn't really active, we decided to call the vet and see if we should bring her in. I kind of already knew the answer would be yes; all of her symptoms could be due to serious issues, especially given her otherwise perfect health history.
Collin took her in and they gave her IV fluids and some medicine to help with the vomiting. They checked her abdomen and didn't feel any obstructions. They think she may have just gotten something that is working its way through her system. The vet gave Collin some meds to give her and also some lean, bland food to start her on when she is ready to eat. They also trimmed her claws (the bitch has razor sharp needles for claws) for their safety, as much as ours for when we get to try and give her the medicine (pill form! Yay!). The vet also took some blood and as of right now we are still waiting on the test results, but as far as he could tell from the exam she should bounce back in the next day or so. Should she get worse we will have to take her back in and they will have to Xray her to see if there is in fact a blockage in her digestive system that he wasn't able to feel with the exam. My fingers are crossed that her system will correct itself and the test results will all come back fine.
All that cost us $400.00, but can you really put a price on something like this? No. We can't afford it, especially not right now, but I will tell you this, I would have maxed out my credit card and then some if it would make my baby feel better. For the time being she is my only child, and I would do anything to keep her happy and healthy. Including the fact that the vet suggested she go on a lean diet because she is a little heavy for her tiny frame (but this has nothing to do with the issue we are dealing with).
As of right now, 2:30pm, Spaz has only vomited once since around 6:00am. I am hoping this is a good sign. I will keep you all posted.
And for anyone reading this, thinking to themselves "Sheesh, it's just a cat... It's not like a real kid or something... blah blah blah..." I have had this cat since she was six weeks old, she has been my baby for six years, and as I mentioned she is my only "child" as of right now. If you don't care, so be it, but don't expect me to give a shit when your kid is crying and vomiting all over your house and you're freaking out and sharing all this nasty stuff with the world. Okay, that sounded kind of cold, but I know any mommies reading this understand the bond formed between mother and child, even if it is a furry child. You don't have to have a human child to be a mommy. Okay, now I am going off on this crazy tangent... I think I should get back to work...
Overall, this weekend was pretty freaking awesome; I got to see Kristina and Emily, visited my sister and the kids, and best of all I had all three days off with my husband. There was just one little issue that made last night and the first part of today terrifying.
It stemmed from Saturday night when, with a surprising warning cry from an otherwise silent cat, Spaz threw up. I had never heard my cat make a noise like that, and there is no other way to describe it than a cry. After that little episode normal cat functions resumed.
Then we get to Sunday, where there was a couple more crying/vomiting episodes throughout the course of the day, and mommy (meaning me) began to get a wee bit concerned.
Monday came and as the day progressed so did Spaz's symptoms. She became lethargic, and didn't even touch her food. The vomiting continued and started to be a little more frequently, and all that was coming up was fluid (I know this is gross, but like when you just puke stomach acid, that's what it looked like). As night time approached we decided this was something serious, and depending on how the night went we would be contacting the vet in the morning.
Disgustingly and sadly, we found that she had thrown up at least another four to six times over the course of us sleeping (from 11:30 pm to 5:30am). Thankfully, other than two spots, she only threw up on washable things (i.e. a blanket, and the rug in the kitchen, and the kitchen floor). And after we got up she threw up one more time in her litterbox. Since she still wasn't interested in her food, and other than the vomiting she wasn't really active, we decided to call the vet and see if we should bring her in. I kind of already knew the answer would be yes; all of her symptoms could be due to serious issues, especially given her otherwise perfect health history.
Collin took her in and they gave her IV fluids and some medicine to help with the vomiting. They checked her abdomen and didn't feel any obstructions. They think she may have just gotten something that is working its way through her system. The vet gave Collin some meds to give her and also some lean, bland food to start her on when she is ready to eat. They also trimmed her claws (the bitch has razor sharp needles for claws) for their safety, as much as ours for when we get to try and give her the medicine (pill form! Yay!). The vet also took some blood and as of right now we are still waiting on the test results, but as far as he could tell from the exam she should bounce back in the next day or so. Should she get worse we will have to take her back in and they will have to Xray her to see if there is in fact a blockage in her digestive system that he wasn't able to feel with the exam. My fingers are crossed that her system will correct itself and the test results will all come back fine.
All that cost us $400.00, but can you really put a price on something like this? No. We can't afford it, especially not right now, but I will tell you this, I would have maxed out my credit card and then some if it would make my baby feel better. For the time being she is my only child, and I would do anything to keep her happy and healthy. Including the fact that the vet suggested she go on a lean diet because she is a little heavy for her tiny frame (but this has nothing to do with the issue we are dealing with).
As of right now, 2:30pm, Spaz has only vomited once since around 6:00am. I am hoping this is a good sign. I will keep you all posted.
And for anyone reading this, thinking to themselves "Sheesh, it's just a cat... It's not like a real kid or something... blah blah blah..." I have had this cat since she was six weeks old, she has been my baby for six years, and as I mentioned she is my only "child" as of right now. If you don't care, so be it, but don't expect me to give a shit when your kid is crying and vomiting all over your house and you're freaking out and sharing all this nasty stuff with the world. Okay, that sounded kind of cold, but I know any mommies reading this understand the bond formed between mother and child, even if it is a furry child. You don't have to have a human child to be a mommy. Okay, now I am going off on this crazy tangent... I think I should get back to work...
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