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Philip is in hospital (long)
We had to take our Fella, Philip, into the emergency vet after I tried
to give him his usual belly rub and he moaned like a banshee. They've had to admit him with a urinary blockage. Please send a few Fella purrs along, and some Louie purrs as well. He's downstairs freaking. Me, I'm relieved Philip is getting stabilized and we found the problem. Worried, oh HELL yeah. Cash is the least of it. I know there'll be special food, but that's the least of it too. How do you keep a cat on a special diet when there are five others with no sense of propriety? They steal from one another's dishes without a thought. And Roxie is a little grazer. She prefers a mouthful or two here and there throughout the day, and doesn't wolf her food down like Stosh and China. I'm fantasizing about a food that's somewhere down the middle: safe for cats with FUS or whatever they call it now, yet okay for the others in the family. I do feel rather like an ass. Fritzie had this but that was well over 20 years ago, close to 25 now. The vet said this is usually a young guy's disease, and Philip just turned 7. Maybe he's young at heart. Or this is the ultimate ******* cat trick. How can I even joke! I'm close to freaking out, I just feel like I have to be a brick for Louie's sake. Philip is okay, sedated, more or less comfortable; we have to pick him up in a few hours to run to his regular vet. I suspect that the emergency vet will have done the bulk of the work by morning. They've put in a catheter and flushed his poor blocked business out; some bloodwork as well, the usual stuff. I think we actually got this before it got *really* bad. Fritzie had a blockage once that almost killed him. Yesterday Philip was fine, eating and playing and doing his normal thing. Today? Lethargic, no appetite, and at one point had gotten to panting. It's been a hot and muggy day and we'd taken him in thinking he had heatstroke. I hope to God we can get the regular vet to allow a paymetn arrangement. We just had basement work done that ate most of the savings, and then Louie paid off the car. He's freaking because, in his mind, he was irresponsible; he's thinking that if he'd managed his stuff better, we wouldn't have fallen into a tough time. My attitude is, emergencies happen. Thank God for CareCredit because it took care of most of the emergency vet's bill. I am certain that the majority of the work will have been done by the time we take him to the regular doctor. Still I cannot convince my husband that he isn't a loser and a failure because he had to do this thing and that. The cat is alive and stable. I am thankful. Tired but thankful. Please, some Philip and Louie purrs--and a few negotiate-with-vet purrs too, for Mama who has to do the talking because Louie's freaking out. But bigger ones for them. I want both my men to be well and happy. Sabrina is actually searching for Philip, and I'm touched. I didn't know the old babcia liked him. Boy do I need sleep. I hope I won't catch hell from the hospital if I call in. Blessed be, Baha |
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Philip is in hospital (long)
BfloPolska wrote:
We had to take our Fella, Philip, into the emergency vet after I tried to give him his usual belly rub and he moaned like a banshee. They've had to admit him with a urinary blockage. Please send a few Fella purrs along, and some Louie purrs as well. He's downstairs freaking. [snip] I know what you're going through! I have a cat with chronic urinary cystitis. I'm lucky in that he hasn't had a blockage, but he gets blood in his urine and has had to go on medication for it a couple of times. First time, I gave him special food, and then everyone went back to Wellness brand. When it happened to him a second time, I decided no more dry food for Licky. (I did try a C/D dry food, but it made Roxy sick.) So now, nobody gets to graze on dry. It was an adjustment, but now they're used to it. Although I do believe that this dietary change is part of what has driven Smudge away. She likes dry food, and I know she's getting it from the neighbors. If yours are all indoor-only, then you won't have to worry about that. I feed all my cats in different rooms with doors closed. It's the only way. Your Roxie might have to get used to eating her food twice a day with nothing in between. By the way, I asked about whether other cats could eat the c/d food, and my vet said it was fine. So one option you have is just to switch everyone to the c/d. And you might try the c/d dry (once Fella is stabilized) - maybe it won't bother your other cats. (I think the reason Roxy got sick on it was because she *loved* it and gorged on it. The resulting puke and diarrhea was the same color as the food.) Purrs for you, Louis and Fella. And sheesh, stuff happens in life! There's no way Louis could have prevented that. I hope he realizes this soon and stops blaming himself! Joyce -- I promise I will meditate more closely upon the causal relationship between going dumpster diving on Sunday afternoon and projectile vomiting Monday, and being brought to the Evil Place Where They Stick Things Up My Butt on Tuesday evening. -- Cat Resolutions |
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On Sun, 9 Aug 2009 23:37:34 -0700 (PDT), BfloPolska
wrote: We had to take our Fella, Philip, into the emergency vet after I tried to give him his usual belly rub and he moaned like a banshee. They've had to admit him with a urinary blockage. Please send a few Fella purrs along, and some Louie purrs as well. snipPurrs on the way, for everyone -- Steve Touchstone Little Bit, Sammy, Spotty, Princess, Furby and Rocky (RB) and the ratties: Hanna, Blondie and Binky Pix at http://tinyurl.com/22pfn8 Vids at http://tinyurl.com/4yb6nj |
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Philip is in hospital (long)
Purrs for both of them, with a few thrown in for you, too.
-- Joy Constant change is here to stay. "BfloPolska" wrote in message ... We had to take our Fella, Philip, into the emergency vet after I tried to give him his usual belly rub and he moaned like a banshee. They've had to admit him with a urinary blockage. Please send a few Fella purrs along, and some Louie purrs as well. He's downstairs freaking. Me, I'm relieved Philip is getting stabilized and we found the problem. Worried, oh HELL yeah. Cash is the least of it. I know there'll be special food, but that's the least of it too. How do you keep a cat on a special diet when there are five others with no sense of propriety? They steal from one another's dishes without a thought. And Roxie is a little grazer. She prefers a mouthful or two here and there throughout the day, and doesn't wolf her food down like Stosh and China. I'm fantasizing about a food that's somewhere down the middle: safe for cats with FUS or whatever they call it now, yet okay for the others in the family. I do feel rather like an ass. Fritzie had this but that was well over 20 years ago, close to 25 now. The vet said this is usually a young guy's disease, and Philip just turned 7. Maybe he's young at heart. Or this is the ultimate ******* cat trick. How can I even joke! I'm close to freaking out, I just feel like I have to be a brick for Louie's sake. Philip is okay, sedated, more or less comfortable; we have to pick him up in a few hours to run to his regular vet. I suspect that the emergency vet will have done the bulk of the work by morning. They've put in a catheter and flushed his poor blocked business out; some bloodwork as well, the usual stuff. I think we actually got this before it got *really* bad. Fritzie had a blockage once that almost killed him. Yesterday Philip was fine, eating and playing and doing his normal thing. Today? Lethargic, no appetite, and at one point had gotten to panting. It's been a hot and muggy day and we'd taken him in thinking he had heatstroke. I hope to God we can get the regular vet to allow a paymetn arrangement. We just had basement work done that ate most of the savings, and then Louie paid off the car. He's freaking because, in his mind, he was irresponsible; he's thinking that if he'd managed his stuff better, we wouldn't have fallen into a tough time. My attitude is, emergencies happen. Thank God for CareCredit because it took care of most of the emergency vet's bill. I am certain that the majority of the work will have been done by the time we take him to the regular doctor. Still I cannot convince my husband that he isn't a loser and a failure because he had to do this thing and that. The cat is alive and stable. I am thankful. Tired but thankful. Please, some Philip and Louie purrs--and a few negotiate-with-vet purrs too, for Mama who has to do the talking because Louie's freaking out. But bigger ones for them. I want both my men to be well and happy. Sabrina is actually searching for Philip, and I'm touched. I didn't know the old babcia liked him. Boy do I need sleep. I hope I won't catch hell from the hospital if I call in. Blessed be, Baha |
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Philip is in hospital (long)
BfloPolska wrote:
We had to take our Fella, Philip, into the emergency vet after I tried to give him his usual belly rub and he moaned like a banshee. They've had to admit him with a urinary blockage. Please send a few Fella purrs along, and some Louie purrs as well. He's downstairs freaking. Me, I'm relieved Philip is getting stabilized and we found the problem. Worried, oh HELL yeah. Cash is the least of it. I know there'll be special food, but that's the least of it too. How do you keep a cat on a special diet when there are five others with no sense of propriety? They steal from one another's dishes without a thought. And Roxie is a little grazer. She prefers a mouthful or two here and there throughout the day, and doesn't wolf her food down like Stosh and China. I'm fantasizing about a food that's somewhere down the middle: safe for cats with FUS or whatever they call it now, yet okay for the others in the family. I do feel rather like an ass. Fritzie had this but that was well over 20 years ago, close to 25 now. The vet said this is usually a young guy's disease, and Philip just turned 7. Maybe he's young at heart. Or this is the ultimate ******* cat trick. How can I even joke! I'm close to freaking out, I just feel like I have to be a brick for Louie's sake. Philip is okay, sedated, more or less comfortable; we have to pick him up in a few hours to run to his regular vet. I suspect that the emergency vet will have done the bulk of the work by morning. They've put in a catheter and flushed his poor blocked business out; some bloodwork as well, the usual stuff. I think we actually got this before it got *really* bad. Fritzie had a blockage once that almost killed him. Yesterday Philip was fine, eating and playing and doing his normal thing. Today? Lethargic, no appetite, and at one point had gotten to panting. It's been a hot and muggy day and we'd taken him in thinking he had heatstroke. I hope to God we can get the regular vet to allow a paymetn arrangement. We just had basement work done that ate most of the savings, and then Louie paid off the car. He's freaking because, in his mind, he was irresponsible; he's thinking that if he'd managed his stuff better, we wouldn't have fallen into a tough time. My attitude is, emergencies happen. Thank God for CareCredit because it took care of most of the emergency vet's bill. I am certain that the majority of the work will have been done by the time we take him to the regular doctor. Still I cannot convince my husband that he isn't a loser and a failure because he had to do this thing and that. The cat is alive and stable. I am thankful. Tired but thankful. Please, some Philip and Louie purrs--and a few negotiate-with-vet purrs too, for Mama who has to do the talking because Louie's freaking out. But bigger ones for them. I want both my men to be well and happy. Sabrina is actually searching for Philip, and I'm touched. I didn't know the old babcia liked him. Boy do I need sleep. I hope I won't catch hell from the hospital if I call in. Blessed be, Baha Hi Baha, I just lost my Sullivan to a blockage - he showed no symptons, other than being quiet, but that wasn't unusual - until I found him laying by the water bowl one morning. He died of kidney failure, due to the urine backing up into his kidneys and destroying it. I have had other cats with blockages, and a diet change was recommended, but when Marble had it 2 years ago, the vet gave him some Cosequin. She said that it helps the lining of the bladder, and helps prevent cystitis. She also recommended giving him buffered vitamin C, as it helps get rid of the stones in there and it prevents new ones from forming. No change in diet, and he is doing fine. Good luck with your boy! Mishi |
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BfloPolska wrote:
Please, some Philip and Louie purrs--and a few negotiate-with-vet purrs too, for Mama who has to do the talking because Louie's freaking out. But bigger ones for them. I want both my men to be well and happy. Lots of purrs on the way for you all. -- Marina, Miranda and Caliban. In loving memory of Frank and Nikki. |
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Purrs all round.
-- Adrian (Owned by Snoopy, Bagheera & Shadow) Cats leave pawprints on your heart http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk BfloPolska wrote: We had to take our Fella, Philip, into the emergency vet after I tried to give him his usual belly rub and he moaned like a banshee. They've had to admit him with a urinary blockage. Please send a few Fella purrs along, and some Louie purrs as well. He's downstairs freaking. Me, I'm relieved Philip is getting stabilized and we found the problem. Worried, oh HELL yeah. Cash is the least of it. I know there'll be special food, but that's the least of it too. How do you keep a cat on a special diet when there are five others with no sense of propriety? They steal from one another's dishes without a thought. And Roxie is a little grazer. She prefers a mouthful or two here and there throughout the day, and doesn't wolf her food down like Stosh and China. I'm fantasizing about a food that's somewhere down the middle: safe for cats with FUS or whatever they call it now, yet okay for the others in the family. I do feel rather like an ass. Fritzie had this but that was well over 20 years ago, close to 25 now. The vet said this is usually a young guy's disease, and Philip just turned 7. Maybe he's young at heart. Or this is the ultimate ******* cat trick. How can I even joke! I'm close to freaking out, I just feel like I have to be a brick for Louie's sake. Philip is okay, sedated, more or less comfortable; we have to pick him up in a few hours to run to his regular vet. I suspect that the emergency vet will have done the bulk of the work by morning. They've put in a catheter and flushed his poor blocked business out; some bloodwork as well, the usual stuff. I think we actually got this before it got *really* bad. Fritzie had a blockage once that almost killed him. Yesterday Philip was fine, eating and playing and doing his normal thing. Today? Lethargic, no appetite, and at one point had gotten to panting. It's been a hot and muggy day and we'd taken him in thinking he had heatstroke. I hope to God we can get the regular vet to allow a paymetn arrangement. We just had basement work done that ate most of the savings, and then Louie paid off the car. He's freaking because, in his mind, he was irresponsible; he's thinking that if he'd managed his stuff better, we wouldn't have fallen into a tough time. My attitude is, emergencies happen. Thank God for CareCredit because it took care of most of the emergency vet's bill. I am certain that the majority of the work will have been done by the time we take him to the regular doctor. Still I cannot convince my husband that he isn't a loser and a failure because he had to do this thing and that. The cat is alive and stable. I am thankful. Tired but thankful. Please, some Philip and Louie purrs--and a few negotiate-with-vet purrs too, for Mama who has to do the talking because Louie's freaking out. But bigger ones for them. I want both my men to be well and happy. Sabrina is actually searching for Philip, and I'm touched. I didn't know the old babcia liked him. Boy do I need sleep. I hope I won't catch hell from the hospital if I call in. Blessed be, Baha |
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On Aug 10, 2:37*am, BfloPolska wrote:
We had to take our Fella, Philip, into the emergency vet after I tried to give him his usual belly rub and he moaned like a banshee. They've had to admit him with a urinary blockage. Please send a few Fella purrs along, and some Louie purrs as well. snip..... Blessed be, Baha Purrs on the way for Philip's rapid return to good health and also calmness purrs for you and Louie. Debbie |
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Mishi wrote:
BfloPolska wrote: We had to take our Fella, Philip, into the emergency vet after I tried to give him his usual belly rub and he moaned like a banshee. They've had to admit him with a urinary blockage. Please send a few Fella purrs along, and some Louie purrs as well. He's downstairs freaking. Me, I'm relieved Philip is getting stabilized and we found the problem. Worried, oh HELL yeah. Cash is the least of it. I know there'll be special food, but that's the least of it too. How do you keep a cat on a special diet when there are five others with no sense of propriety? They steal from one another's dishes without a thought. And Roxie is a little grazer. She prefers a mouthful or two here and there throughout the day, and doesn't wolf her food down like Stosh and China. I'm fantasizing about a food that's somewhere down the middle: safe for cats with FUS or whatever they call it now, yet okay for the others in the family. I do feel rather like an ass. Fritzie had this but that was well over 20 years ago, close to 25 now. The vet said this is usually a young guy's disease, and Philip just turned 7. Maybe he's young at heart. Or this is the ultimate ******* cat trick. How can I even joke! I'm close to freaking out, I just feel like I have to be a brick for Louie's sake. Philip is okay, sedated, more or less comfortable; we have to pick him up in a few hours to run to his regular vet. I suspect that the emergency vet will have done the bulk of the work by morning. They've put in a catheter and flushed his poor blocked business out; some bloodwork as well, the usual stuff. I think we actually got this before it got *really* bad. Fritzie had a blockage once that almost killed him. Yesterday Philip was fine, eating and playing and doing his normal thing. Today? Lethargic, no appetite, and at one point had gotten to panting. It's been a hot and muggy day and we'd taken him in thinking he had heatstroke. I hope to God we can get the regular vet to allow a paymetn arrangement. We just had basement work done that ate most of the savings, and then Louie paid off the car. He's freaking because, in his mind, he was irresponsible; he's thinking that if he'd managed his stuff better, we wouldn't have fallen into a tough time. My attitude is, emergencies happen. Thank God for CareCredit because it took care of most of the emergency vet's bill. I am certain that the majority of the work will have been done by the time we take him to the regular doctor. Still I cannot convince my husband that he isn't a loser and a failure because he had to do this thing and that. The cat is alive and stable. I am thankful. Tired but thankful. Please, some Philip and Louie purrs--and a few negotiate-with-vet purrs too, for Mama who has to do the talking because Louie's freaking out. But bigger ones for them. I want both my men to be well and happy. Sabrina is actually searching for Philip, and I'm touched. I didn't know the old babcia liked him. Boy do I need sleep. I hope I won't catch hell from the hospital if I call in. Blessed be, Baha Hi Baha, I just lost my Sullivan to a blockage - he showed no symptons, other than being quiet, but that wasn't unusual - until I found him laying by the water bowl one morning. He died of kidney failure, due to the urine backing up into his kidneys and destroying it. I have had other cats with blockages, and a diet change was recommended, but when Marble had it 2 years ago, the vet gave him some Cosequin. She said that it helps the lining of the bladder, and helps prevent cystitis. She also recommended giving him buffered vitamin C, as it helps get rid of the stones in there and it prevents new ones from forming. No change in diet, and he is doing fine. Good luck with your boy! Mishi Please describe the Vit C, where you get it and how it was administered. Also the Co sequin. Best wishes. MLB |
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Philip is in hospital (long)
"BfloPolska" wrote in message ... We had to take our Fella, Philip, into the emergency vet after I tried to give him his usual belly rub and he moaned like a banshee. They've had to admit him with a urinary blockage. Please send a few Fella purrs along, and some Louie purrs as well. He's downstairs freaking. Me, I'm relieved Philip is getting stabilized and we found the problem. Worried, oh HELL yeah. Cash is the least of it. I know there'll be special food, but that's the least of it too. How do you keep a cat on a special diet when there are five others with no sense of propriety? They steal from one another's dishes without a thought. And Roxie is a little grazer. She prefers a mouthful or two here and there throughout the day, and doesn't wolf her food down like Stosh and China. I'm fantasizing about a food that's somewhere down the middle: safe for cats with FUS or whatever they call it now, yet okay for the others in the family. I do feel rather like an ass. Fritzie had this but that was well over 20 years ago, close to 25 now. The vet said this is usually a young guy's disease, and Philip just turned 7. Maybe he's young at heart. Or this is the ultimate ******* cat trick. How can I even joke! I'm close to freaking out, I just feel like I have to be a brick for Louie's sake. Philip is okay, sedated, more or less comfortable; we have to pick him up in a few hours to run to his regular vet. I suspect that the emergency vet will have done the bulk of the work by morning. They've put in a catheter and flushed his poor blocked business out; some bloodwork as well, the usual stuff. I think we actually got this before it got *really* bad. Fritzie had a blockage once that almost killed him. Yesterday Philip was fine, eating and playing and doing his normal thing. Today? Lethargic, no appetite, and at one point had gotten to panting. It's been a hot and muggy day and we'd taken him in thinking he had heatstroke. I hope to God we can get the regular vet to allow a paymetn arrangement. We just had basement work done that ate most of the savings, and then Louie paid off the car. He's freaking because, in his mind, he was irresponsible; he's thinking that if he'd managed his stuff better, we wouldn't have fallen into a tough time. My attitude is, emergencies happen. Thank God for CareCredit because it took care of most of the emergency vet's bill. I am certain that the majority of the work will have been done by the time we take him to the regular doctor. Still I cannot convince my husband that he isn't a loser and a failure because he had to do this thing and that. The cat is alive and stable. I am thankful. Tired but thankful. Please, some Philip and Louie purrs--and a few negotiate-with-vet purrs too, for Mama who has to do the talking because Louie's freaking out. But bigger ones for them. I want both my men to be well and happy. Sabrina is actually searching for Philip, and I'm touched. I didn't know the old babcia liked him. Boy do I need sleep. I hope I won't catch hell from the hospital if I call in. Blessed be, Baha We are purring for Philip, poor little Fella. I am convinced Dante's purrs have special properties-- they are so snorty and ridiculous, and there are so much of them. -- Theresa and Dante Stinky Forever: http://pets.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh |
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