sunshine0221's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's Quiet It�s Quiet It�s been quiet in the house the past few days. No loud scratching, no boxes falling over. No clumsy jumps onto my dresser that make stuff fly off and land on my face. No whacking matches with the stray cat who is about to become cat number three. No little paw grabbing on to some part of me every time I walk by. No white furball who desperately tries to sneak out of the door anytime it opens. Spike is in the hospital. Saturday morning, when I got up, Spike was trying to pee on some bags of books. And it wasn�t working. While I was on the phone with the vet, he ran for his litter box, and then lay down in it. Something was clearly wrong, and I rushed him to the vet. The vet examined him, said he wasn�t blocked, and gave him an antibiotic shot, and more antibiotic for me to give him at home. I have since read everything I could find online about kitty urinary tracts, and it�s clear as day that Spikey was blocked on Saturday. He couldn�t pee = blocked. The vet said to watch him and bring him in Sunday if he still hadn�t peed. Right now, I want more than anything to go back in time to Saturday morning, and say, �What do you MEAN he�s not blocked?? He can�t pee � he�s blocked. Fix him NOW. Instead I took him home, gave him his antibiotics, tried to find something that he would drink, and followed him everywhere to see if he peed. The next day, he was still pee free, so I got him back to the vet. He was blocked. And he�s had to catheterized, and will be coming home Tuesday or Wednesday. The vet said that it will be a few weeks before we know if he has kidney damage. There is no doubt in my mind that getting him unblocked 24 hours sooner would have made a difference. I trusted the vet over my common sense. Next time anyone I care about is sick or hurt, I will make Shirley MacLaine in Terms of Endearment look unassertive. Next time I will ask more questions. Next time I will move heaven and earth to make sure that there is not one minute of unnecessary suffering. Come home soon, Spike. We miss you. 9:58 p.m. - December 01, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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