Monday, 1 November 2010

A Really Scary Halloween

Once again I must apologise for the human's inability to post for me on a regular basis, but this time, she had a good reason. Well not initially I suppose, but the story will unfold.

Dogman came as I told you he would. Thursday was a normal day, but on Friday, the human stayed home from the work hunt. She said she needed to go buy a wardrobe, as the cheap, flimsy one she had collapsed on Dogman's head when he was sleeping on Thursday evening. Well, that's karma. If he'd been Catman instead of Dogman, the wardrobe wouldn't have attacked him!

I felt a bit funny on Friday morning, but I didn't say anything. Believe it or not, I don't want a big fuss made of me when I was sick. There was something wrong with my tummy. When I went in my box to do the do, it was like doing a pee-pee instead, and my yummy tummy was all crampy and sore. I didn't make a big deal though. This happens now and again, and it always goes away.

The human and Dogman went away and were gone for a long time, looking at furniture, they said. While they were gone, I got into real big trouble. My tummy wasn't getting better. In fact, the yucky stuff just kept coming. I made it to the bathroom, but I just couldn't pull myself into the tray on time. I'm ashamed to admit that I had to poo on the floor, and because it was so liquid, it got all over my feet. I cleaned them on the carpet and the blankets on the sofas as best I could, but there was still an awful lot of it left on my fur.

When the human came back, she saw this right away, but, like me, she thought It was a transitory thing and would clear up. She gave me plenty of good food and lots of water and closed me in the bathroom. I didn't like this much. I cried lal night long. I shouted at her. I scratched the door, but she just wouldn't listen. She said she needed to monitor me, and she coldn't do that if I was pooping all over the house cuz she wouldn't find it.

I needed a bath the next day because I just couldn't clean all of the yuck off myself. It was too disgusting! I was still shouting and cuddling the human and being my usual self, so she thought things had gotten back to normal. On Saturday, her and Dogman built a wardrobe and I snoopervised from the back of the sofa. I kept climbing on the human whenever she came close enough for me to do it, and I wasn't feeling too bad.

Dogman left later that evening, and the human went to see some friends. It was during the time that she was out that I really started to feel terrible. When she came back, I didn't even miaow at her to ask her where she'd been, but as she'd left in a hurry, she thought I was just ignoring her. I purred hard when she picked me up, but when it came bed time, I hid under the bed for the first and last part of the night instead of sleeping with her.

The morning found me under the bed again, and now the human was getting worried. She decided to watch me closely that day. I had a bad tummy in the morning, but then nothing else. Now I didn't want food though, and although I was drinking, I still felt really thirsty. Late in the afternoon, I crawled off her lap, plopped onto the floor and vomited the most horrid tasting stuff that's ever been in my mouth. I couldn't face any more after that and went and hid behind the sofa. The human found me crouching there, doing nothing at all. It was at that point that she took me to the vet peoples.

It wasn't our nice man vet, but to be honest with you, I didn't care. I didn't really care about anything any more. I just wanted to not be sick. They examined me, and I'm ashamed to admit that when they felt my tummy, more nasty liquid almost came out of me. It was just so hard to hold in when they were pushing. They said words like dehydration, life-threateningly high temperature, inability to eat, but I didn't even try and understand them. The human got very upset. They said that I would have to stay in cat hospital for the night. They needed to give me what they call IV fluids to save my life.

I wish I could tell you that I didn't want to be parted from the human. It would be the right thing to feel, but I just didn't have the energy to be sad. She made up for it for both of us though. I've never seen her eyes so runny. They took me from her and put me in a funny smelling thing that looks like one of the pens I sit in when I am showing my yummy tummy to judges and winning prizes. I just curled up. They put a sharp, uncomfortable thing in my leg, and that soon got very cold. The nurse said that was because the IV fluids needed to be cool to bring my temperature down. She cuddled me and told me I'd be better soon. There was medicine in there to stop me throwing up and having a yucky feeling in my tummy. I just wanted to go home.

I am still at the cat hospital, and they are still making my leg cold. I have had a little food, and am feeling slightly better. I just want to go home though.

Human note: We really did almost lose Tia last night, and we're still not out of the woods. She has eaten and her temperature is coming down, but the vets are worried about what will happen when they take her off fluids and let her body fend for itself. We don't know the cause, you see. They are running bloods to see if it's viral, but we just don't know. Actually, we do. I've had a call back from the vet. There is no viral infection, nothing to indicate what is going on. They are going to do a full absominal scan on her to see if they can find any internal cause. Apparently she hasn't eaten, and nor will she. I am really worried now. I just want her back. I've authorised the scan, but this is really adding to the bill. We're looking at about £500 already, and I have absolutely no idea where I'm going to find that cash, but find it I will. Please, please keep fingers crossed for her. I need some positive news. I need this not to be something life threatening. With losing Molly in a few weeks, I just can't go through losing my cat as well. I don't know if I have the strength for it.


Sweet Praline said...

Mom Paula - This is very similar to what happened to Sweet Praline two years ago. She had a high temperature with vomiting and diarrhea. The only thing the vet could find were some flea "droppings", but no fleas and said it was something called flea fever and that Praline was allergic to flea bites. She was a very sick kitty for a few weeks, but she got better. Keeping my fingers crossed and praying that Tia is better and home soon.

Karen said...

We are praying for Tia

Forty Paws said...

We are sending tons of purrs and purrayers for you and Tia! Hang in there.

Luf, Us

OKcats said...

Oh no, no no no. Miss Tia, you must get better. Miss Tia's mom, our mom knows how you feel, and she says she is so very sorry. We all hope you feel better soon.

Your friends, Fuzzy and Zoe

Kea said...

We are purring hard for Tia and sending healing Light. Poor sweetie. Poor mom! We hope there's a definite diagnosis, so that it can be treated. (((Hugs))) to you and *kitty kisses* to Tia.

Ming said...

Oh no! You can't be sick and go away, Tia! Even if you're an old cat and not a kitten like me, I still think I like you and want to play with you one day. I hope your Yvette figures out what's wrong so you can be home and happy and not so cold! I think my people is almost as upset about this as your people is...he keeps holding me tightly and he's shaking all over. Truth be told, he's kind of hugging me too hard. I'm a little sad for him, but I'm much much more sad for Tia. Get well soon, Tiacat!

Katnip Lounge said...

We have revved up our purrers for Tia. Mommy sends {{hugs}} and her prayers as well.

Admiral Hestorb said...

The Admirals sends her biggest hardest purrs and me, her mommy sends prayers. And warm hugs for you, Mommy. Your girl will come home and be fine. ♥♥

Meowers from Missouri said...

we is sending big doses of healing towards our furriend tia!! we has lighted a candle, an' revved up our purrs, an' if you can has a paypal account, we will gladly donate our laundry moneys--an' we bets ofur kittehs will, too. we all know how turrible it is to haf sick kittehs!!

*soft nosekisses* from each meower, an' a very quiet *mmmmph* from the damnbrowndawg.

Amy and The House of Cats said...

Oh no we are so sad to read that Tia is sick - we are sending her tons of purrs and prayers to get better so she can come home to you soon. We hope that the vets can figure out what is wrong so that they can make her better. We are crossing our fingers that they will find it and fix the problem quickly.

Furkidsmom said...

We're purring loud and hard for Tia. We hope they find out what is wrong and that she is better soon.

The Florida Furkids and Angel Sniffie

The Lee County Clowder said...

Sending healing purrrrrss and purrrayers to Tia & her human both. Get better soon, Tia.


Kaz's Cats said...

We're purring and purraying for Tia to get better quickly, and for her human,


Gypsy & Tasha