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Banana Simian: RB
This is a sad morning.
I'd written about Banana's respiratory problems, which briefly turned into pneumonia. While antibiotics had cleared the latter up very quickly, the labored, wheezy breathing remained. Daily respiratory treatments failed to improve the situation. She was taken in for a CAT scan last Friday, and they found two serious problems: something, probably cancer, thickening and constricting the windpipe, and something growing in the nasal/sinus area. We had been warned that the trachial tubes used for the biopsies could exacerbate the swelling in the windpipe area. Sure enough, by Saturday, she was clearly having major breathing difficuties and hadn't eaten for two days, including the mandatory 12 hour fast prior to the scan. I ran her into the regular vet for steroid injections, which seem to usually be an elixir for the cats. By Sunday she was eating a little, and on Monday she wolfed down anything we'd put in front of her. She lumbered outside and happily spent both Monday and Tuesday sitting in the garden, getting nice and dirty. Tuesday the dreaded results were confirmed: two different forms of cancer in the two areas, quite virulent. Wednesday the vet and I decided that treatment was unlikely to yield positive results, and that it wasn't even worth the effort to see my oncologist. We decided to start her on Prednisone pills for the rest of her life, which he told me might be two weeks. We made the decision that when things deteriorated to the level of Saturday, it would be the appropriate time to end things. Last evening she suddenly took a turn for the worse. Happily that's the vet's late evening, so I ran her in for steroid shots, fluids, and vitamin shots. She came home, and didn't move all night from the position where I put her. Didn't look at any food, including a can of people chicken and a can of people mackeral. She didn't seem to want any affection, and was still breathing with difficulty. I took her outside and put her in the sun on her favorite chair, took a couple last pictures, and called the vet. I had previously put a blank check in her file with instructions to use it and just leave the receipt in the file, so that I wouldn't have to do anything but leave. I drove over and said goodbye. Unfortunately, I had to sign the euthanasia authorization, but it was quick. Banana was a sweetheart. I never regretted taking her home, enjoyed having her, but hadn't considered her one of my truly special cats. But she grew on me over those years, and the last year or two I really developed a fondness for her. She was loved, and will be missed. Art |
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"Arthur Shapiro" wrote This is a sad morning. I am so sorry to read your news, Art. Many purrs to ease the pain and meatloaf meditations to remind you of all the good times you had with Banana Simian. -- Marina, Frank and Nikki |
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I am so sorry but she did indeed know love.
Karen "Arthur Shapiro" wrote in message ... This is a sad morning. |
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I am so sorry for your loss. It is never easy to give the ultimate gift of
love. I hope you will take comfort in knowing you gave her a good life and that she is not hurting anymore. Warmest regards. -- Victor M. Martinez http://www.che.utexas.edu/~martiv |
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I am so very sorry, Art that you had to send Banana on her journey to
the Bridge. We will remember her and you in our purrs and prayers. Julie, Hobbes, Lacey and Selena Arthur Shapiro wrote: This is a sad morning. I'd written about Banana's respiratory problems, which briefly turned into pneumonia. While antibiotics had cleared the latter up very quickly, the labored, wheezy breathing remained. Daily respiratory treatments failed to improve the situation. She was taken in for a CAT scan last Friday, and they found two serious problems: something, probably cancer, thickening and constricting the windpipe, and something growing in the nasal/sinus area. We had been warned that the trachial tubes used for the biopsies could exacerbate the swelling in the windpipe area. Sure enough, by Saturday, she was clearly having major breathing difficuties and hadn't eaten for two days, including the mandatory 12 hour fast prior to the scan. I ran her into the regular vet for steroid injections, which seem to usually be an elixir for the cats. By Sunday she was eating a little, and on Monday she wolfed down anything we'd put in front of her. She lumbered outside and happily spent both Monday and Tuesday sitting in the garden, getting nice and dirty. Tuesday the dreaded results were confirmed: two different forms of cancer in the two areas, quite virulent. Wednesday the vet and I decided that treatment was unlikely to yield positive results, and that it wasn't even worth the effort to see my oncologist. We decided to start her on Prednisone pills for the rest of her life, which he told me might be two weeks. We made the decision that when things deteriorated to the level of Saturday, it would be the appropriate time to end things. Last evening she suddenly took a turn for the worse. Happily that's the vet's late evening, so I ran her in for steroid shots, fluids, and vitamin shots. She came home, and didn't move all night from the position where I put her. Didn't look at any food, including a can of people chicken and a can of people mackeral. She didn't seem to want any affection, and was still breathing with difficulty. I took her outside and put her in the sun on her favorite chair, took a couple last pictures, and called the vet. I had previously put a blank check in her file with instructions to use it and just leave the receipt in the file, so that I wouldn't have to do anything but leave. I drove over and said goodbye. Unfortunately, I had to sign the euthanasia authorization, but it was quick. Banana was a sweetheart. I never regretted taking her home, enjoyed having her, but hadn't considered her one of my truly special cats. But she grew on me over those years, and the last year or two I really developed a fondness for her. She was loved, and will be missed. Art |
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We will light a candle for Banana Simian's safe journey to the RB. She will
be happy there. Jazz & his mama -- Irulan from the stars we came, to the stars we return from now until the end of time "Arthur Shapiro" wrote in message ... This is a sad morning. I'd written about Banana's respiratory problems, which briefly turned into pneumonia. While antibiotics had cleared the latter up very quickly, the labored, wheezy breathing remained. Daily respiratory treatments failed to improve the situation. She was taken in for a CAT scan last Friday, and they found two serious problems: something, probably cancer, thickening and constricting the windpipe, and something growing in the nasal/sinus area. We had been warned that the trachial tubes used for the biopsies could exacerbate the swelling in the windpipe area. Sure enough, by Saturday, she was clearly having major breathing difficuties and hadn't eaten for two days, including the mandatory 12 hour fast prior to the scan. I ran her into the regular vet for steroid injections, which seem to usually be an elixir for the cats. By Sunday she was eating a little, and on Monday she wolfed down anything we'd put in front of her. She lumbered outside and happily spent both Monday and Tuesday sitting in the garden, getting nice and dirty. Tuesday the dreaded results were confirmed: two different forms of cancer in the two areas, quite virulent. Wednesday the vet and I decided that treatment was unlikely to yield positive results, and that it wasn't even worth the effort to see my oncologist. We decided to start her on Prednisone pills for the rest of her life, which he told me might be two weeks. We made the decision that when things deteriorated to the level of Saturday, it would be the appropriate time to end things. Last evening she suddenly took a turn for the worse. Happily that's the vet's late evening, so I ran her in for steroid shots, fluids, and vitamin shots. She came home, and didn't move all night from the position where I put her. Didn't look at any food, including a can of people chicken and a can of people mackeral. She didn't seem to want any affection, and was still breathing with difficulty. I took her outside and put her in the sun on her favorite chair, took a couple last pictures, and called the vet. I had previously put a blank check in her file with instructions to use it and just leave the receipt in the file, so that I wouldn't have to do anything but leave. I drove over and said goodbye. Unfortunately, I had to sign the euthanasia authorization, but it was quick. Banana was a sweetheart. I never regretted taking her home, enjoyed having her, but hadn't considered her one of my truly special cats. But she grew on me over those years, and the last year or two I really developed a fondness for her. She was loved, and will be missed. Art |
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Sincere condolences on your loss of Banana.
Lois "Arthur Shapiro" wrote in message ... This is a sad morning. I'd written about Banana's respiratory problems, which briefly turned into pneumonia. While antibiotics had cleared the latter up very quickly, the labored, wheezy breathing remained. Daily respiratory treatments failed to improve the situation. She was taken in for a CAT scan last Friday, and they found two serious problems: something, probably cancer, thickening and constricting the windpipe, and something growing in the nasal/sinus area. We had been warned that the trachial tubes used for the biopsies could exacerbate the swelling in the windpipe area. Sure enough, by Saturday, she was clearly having major breathing difficuties and hadn't eaten for two days, including the mandatory 12 hour fast prior to the scan. I ran her into the regular vet for steroid injections, which seem to usually be an elixir for the cats. By Sunday she was eating a little, and on Monday she wolfed down anything we'd put in front of her. She lumbered outside and happily spent both Monday and Tuesday sitting in the garden, getting nice and dirty. Tuesday the dreaded results were confirmed: two different forms of cancer in the two areas, quite virulent. Wednesday the vet and I decided that treatment was unlikely to yield positive results, and that it wasn't even worth the effort to see my oncologist. We decided to start her on Prednisone pills for the rest of her life, which he told me might be two weeks. We made the decision that when things deteriorated to the level of Saturday, it would be the appropriate time to end things. Last evening she suddenly took a turn for the worse. Happily that's the vet's late evening, so I ran her in for steroid shots, fluids, and vitamin shots. She came home, and didn't move all night from the position where I put her. Didn't look at any food, including a can of people chicken and a can of people mackeral. She didn't seem to want any affection, and was still breathing with difficulty. I took her outside and put her in the sun on her favorite chair, took a couple last pictures, and called the vet. I had previously put a blank check in her file with instructions to use it and just leave the receipt in the file, so that I wouldn't have to do anything but leave. I drove over and said goodbye. Unfortunately, I had to sign the euthanasia authorization, but it was quick. Banana was a sweetheart. I never regretted taking her home, enjoyed having her, but hadn't considered her one of my truly special cats. But she grew on me over those years, and the last year or two I really developed a fondness for her. She was loved, and will be missed. Art |
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You really did all you could do to save her. I'm so very sorry for your
loss. Hugs and purrs, -- Polonca & Soncek "Arthur Shapiro" wrote in message ... This is a sad morning. snip |
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I'm sorry to hear this, we'll light a candle for Banana Simian and for you.
Hazel Az "Arthur Shapiro" wrote in message ... This is a sad morning. I'd written about Banana's respiratory problems, which briefly turned into pneumonia. While antibiotics had cleared the latter up very quickly, the labored, wheezy breathing remained. Daily respiratory treatments failed to improve the situation. She was taken in for a CAT scan last Friday, and they found two serious problems: something, probably cancer, thickening and constricting the windpipe, and something growing in the nasal/sinus area. We had been warned that the trachial tubes used for the biopsies could exacerbate the swelling in the windpipe area. Sure enough, by Saturday, she was clearly having major breathing difficuties and hadn't eaten for two days, including the mandatory 12 hour fast prior to the scan. I ran her into the regular vet for steroid injections, which seem to usually be an elixir for the cats. By Sunday she was eating a little, and on Monday she wolfed down anything we'd put in front of her. She lumbered outside and happily spent both Monday and Tuesday sitting in the garden, getting nice and dirty. Tuesday the dreaded results were confirmed: two different forms of cancer in the two areas, quite virulent. Wednesday the vet and I decided that treatment was unlikely to yield positive results, and that it wasn't even worth the effort to see my oncologist. We decided to start her on Prednisone pills for the rest of her life, which he told me might be two weeks. We made the decision that when things deteriorated to the level of Saturday, it would be the appropriate time to end things. Last evening she suddenly took a turn for the worse. Happily that's the vet's late evening, so I ran her in for steroid shots, fluids, and vitamin shots. She came home, and didn't move all night from the position where I put her. Didn't look at any food, including a can of people chicken and a can of people mackeral. She didn't seem to want any affection, and was still breathing with difficulty. I took her outside and put her in the sun on her favorite chair, took a couple last pictures, and called the vet. I had previously put a blank check in her file with instructions to use it and just leave the receipt in the file, so that I wouldn't have to do anything but leave. I drove over and said goodbye. Unfortunately, I had to sign the euthanasia authorization, but it was quick. Banana was a sweetheart. I never regretted taking her home, enjoyed having her, but hadn't considered her one of my truly special cats. But she grew on me over those years, and the last year or two I really developed a fondness for her. She was loved, and will be missed. Art |
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