Other than a sick kitty, nothing much has been going on. This past Thursday, Yen had surgery to remove her tumor. I was nervous. As I said before, she is older and has some neurological issues. When I picked her up, she was hanging limply in the vet techs arms. This cat does not let ANYONE pick her up much less lie still when in someone’s arms. I thought it was the anesthesia. Then the doc asked to speak with me. Uh-oh.
Dr. Jay said she came through the surgery well but he wanted to talk to me because he knew the surgery was more than what I was expecting it to be. Apparently this nasty little tumor had infiltrated through my baby’s 1st layer of her abdominal wall. He had to remove it to make sure he got the entire tumor. Me-eyes wide, mouth open, hoping I don’t start crying. He also left a drainage hole in her 2 ½-3 inch incision (this is big for a cat, even my fat cat) and he said that she could stay the night with him or I could take her home. Of course no one can love my baby like me, so home we went - $230.00 lighter.
I tried to keep her comfortable in a laundry basket but she wouldn’t stay. Even though she walked like a wino with her head pulling a Linda Blair, she insisted on getting out the basket. Remember that drainage hole? Yep, you guess it. Blood and ooze everywhere. Now, I like to think I am a normally calm person. Other than my nervous laughter at every situation, I think I remain pretty calm. Huge gaping hole in my leg 2 years ago? Laughed, but calm. Call that Parental Unit #1 is in the emergency room? Drove like a maniac, but calm. Parental Unit #2’s motorcycle accident 3 years ago? Frightened laugh, but calm. Hole in my cat with ooze coming out of it? This required a phone call to Parental Unit #1.
Me: She won’t stay in the damn basket and she is breathing very shallow. Plus Maddy keeps hissing at her, like she is some kind of zombie.
PU#1: B, she just had surgery, she is going to breath shallow. She is older; she is going to breath shallow. She isn’t going to bounce back like before. She won’t stay in the basket because she wants to lay with you. Madalynn just thinks she smells funny. Pull a mattress into the living room and sleep in there with Yen tonight. Don’t put her in your bed because she might fall off. If you sleep in the living room, she won’t have far to fall from the mattress to the floor.
Me: I’m just so scared. I’m not ready to let her go. She has always bounced back before.
PU#1: She is old. She has existing conditions. Dr. Jay would not have sent her home if he didn’t think you could handle it. You brought her back from the brink before, you can do it again. She is going to be fine. Do what I have said and call me in the morning.
Why are parental units always right?
I got some pain meds from Dr. Jay and by Saturday, Yen was moving around like she didn’t have stitches. She was purring and making biscuits and by Sunday, she was able to jump on my bed with no problem. Now if I can just get Madalynn to understand that I brought home the right cat.
Dr. Jay said she came through the surgery well but he wanted to talk to me because he knew the surgery was more than what I was expecting it to be. Apparently this nasty little tumor had infiltrated through my baby’s 1st layer of her abdominal wall. He had to remove it to make sure he got the entire tumor. Me-eyes wide, mouth open, hoping I don’t start crying. He also left a drainage hole in her 2 ½-3 inch incision (this is big for a cat, even my fat cat) and he said that she could stay the night with him or I could take her home. Of course no one can love my baby like me, so home we went - $230.00 lighter.
I tried to keep her comfortable in a laundry basket but she wouldn’t stay. Even though she walked like a wino with her head pulling a Linda Blair, she insisted on getting out the basket. Remember that drainage hole? Yep, you guess it. Blood and ooze everywhere. Now, I like to think I am a normally calm person. Other than my nervous laughter at every situation, I think I remain pretty calm. Huge gaping hole in my leg 2 years ago? Laughed, but calm. Call that Parental Unit #1 is in the emergency room? Drove like a maniac, but calm. Parental Unit #2’s motorcycle accident 3 years ago? Frightened laugh, but calm. Hole in my cat with ooze coming out of it? This required a phone call to Parental Unit #1.
Me: She won’t stay in the damn basket and she is breathing very shallow. Plus Maddy keeps hissing at her, like she is some kind of zombie.
PU#1: B, she just had surgery, she is going to breath shallow. She is older; she is going to breath shallow. She isn’t going to bounce back like before. She won’t stay in the basket because she wants to lay with you. Madalynn just thinks she smells funny. Pull a mattress into the living room and sleep in there with Yen tonight. Don’t put her in your bed because she might fall off. If you sleep in the living room, she won’t have far to fall from the mattress to the floor.
Me: I’m just so scared. I’m not ready to let her go. She has always bounced back before.
PU#1: She is old. She has existing conditions. Dr. Jay would not have sent her home if he didn’t think you could handle it. You brought her back from the brink before, you can do it again. She is going to be fine. Do what I have said and call me in the morning.
Why are parental units always right?
I got some pain meds from Dr. Jay and by Saturday, Yen was moving around like she didn’t have stitches. She was purring and making biscuits and by Sunday, she was able to jump on my bed with no problem. Now if I can just get Madalynn to understand that I brought home the right cat.
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you're one of a kind! glad she is doing better. call me, we'll do lunch! I'm joking, but also serious, you know?
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