Others say I have a strong personality, am an intense force, and come across as tough. I don’t know because I don’t see myself as others do. However, I do know in certain areas I am a total and complete woos.
I never took having a sick child in stride. Maybe on a good day I could come across as accepting it happens, but inside? Well, I was a complete and utter wreck, worrying, fussing, and mind-tripping. (Thank you darlin’ for almost always throwing up when in your grandparents’ care.) I still wig out when my twenty-something tells me she’s sick. (Though not as intensely as before.) I feel sad when someone suffers, and when it’s someone I love, I simply hate it. I hate there’s nothing I can do to make it better. Grrr!!!!
Turns out that same woosieness applies to animals. (Ironic since I am not a natural animal person.) It was through my short tenure with Einstein I discovered that while I don’t have a lot to offer, I can offer the basics: food, water, a clean litter box, regular brushing, a bit of play, cuddle time and lots of love. Unlike Checkers‘ demise which was drawn out and required euthanasia to put him out of his misery , Einstein went to sleep one November day last year and didn’t wake up. Still, I was unnerved enough to hesitate about taking on another cat. Finally, on Valentine’s Day (this year) I went to the local rescue shelter and asked for their most difficult to place cat.
Hello Amara. (She didn’t come with that name, but that’s another story. Amara means beloved.)
While Einstein was hard to place because he’d been traumatized and didn’t show well for adoption, Amara was hard to place because on top of not showing well, she was (and is) high maintenance. She doesn’t handle being around other cats well (which can’t be avoided when multiple cats are being shown for adoption), she’s HIGHLY allergic to fleas, can’t handle stress (and stresses easily), she gets lumpy bumpies all over her body, she has a gastro-intestinal system which should be patented for chemical warfare, and she bites.
I brought Amara home. After she settled into her new environment, her love of people rose to the surface. Any human who crosses the threshold is a friend. She’s a cuddler. She’s affectionate. And she is oh so pretty. Now something is wrong with this affectionate being. Sometime beyond lumpy bumpies. Something beyond the other things.Amara is listless, so I stroke her gently.
She’s sad, so I murmur words of comfort.
She clings to me, so I hold her even more than usual.
She doesn’t seem able to go to her food, so I bring her food to her, holding the dish while she cuddles in my lap. (Ditto her water.)
All the while, hoping for the best.
My request to all you cat lovers, animal lovers, and woosie non-natural animal persons is that you please send loving, healing thoughts for this delightful, special, loving animal. Thank you.
~Amara is scheduled to see a veterinarian later this morning. Updates will be posted.
^Update#1: 27aug2014 11:00 a.m. Have minimum two-day wait for lab results. In the interim Amara will receive the kitty version of an i.v. of fluids every other day.
^Update#2: 29aug2014 The good news is there is nothing wonky in the lab results. The bad news is there is something still seriously wrong with Amara. Until her early morning appointment this coming Tuesday (it being a holiday weekend), I am to continue hand feeding her (ditto water), place her in her little box regularly so she’ll use it, and take her for her kitty i.v. fluids. On Tuesday the vet wants to explore the possibility of Amara having some sort of autoimmune disorder/disease.
^Update#3: 02sep2014. Well, it’s official. Amara has a “no name.” The vet has no idea what’s wrong with her, though obviously something is. In response to my hypothesis that it is the result of the chemical flea repellent the vet said with time, any toxin(s) in Amara’s system should work its way out. (The kitty i.v.’s helping keep Amara hydrated in the interim as well as flushing out her system.) So continued good thoughts and well wishes are appreciated.
^Update#4: 03sep2014. *She takes a very deep breath and lets it out slowly* I believe Amara has put the worst behind her. As of yesterday afternoon she no longer needed to be carried to the litter box, and as of last night she ate and drank on her own!!! She is on a stronger more intense prednisone regime for her “lumpy-bumpies.” (Amara breaks out in scabs all over her body when she’s stressed.) I am hopeful whatever odd thing going on with her paws will disappear with the lumpy-bumpies. (Neither of those are life-threatening, so I’m chill.) Only time will tell if she’s had permanent neurological damage. (While she used to move gracefully, since she was “poisoned” her movements have been jerky and she’s very twitchy.) I am relieved to see life returning to her. Thank you one and all for your good thoughts and wishes!
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