Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Oliver is sick:
My cat of five years has been sick for the last few days. I believe I first noticed vomit stains on the rug on Thursday. Cats occasional vomit because they licked a dirty plate or dug through the garbage. Both of my cats have vomited in the past but were fine afterwards. On Saturday, I finally caught Oliver in the act of vomiting. Prior to that, I wasn't sure whether it was Misiu or Oliver. I decided to bring him in to the vet's office because he had vomited 3-4 times in a two day period which is a cause for concern.
I told the vet that I found some hair in one of the first vomitus, so I suggested that it might be a hairball. The vet said that Oliver was still well hydrated so he gave me a some pills and some Laxatose. Laxatose helps move hairballs, and I learned that the pills were meant for surpressing vomiting and diarrhea, and to increase nutrient absorbtion. I had a hard time giving both to Oliver and even caused him to vomit once because I hadn't yet mastered the method of administering the pills to Ollie.
Over the rest of the weekend, I noticed that Oliver was drinking, but he wasn't really eating. I estimated that he ate about 20 pellets of food over 4 days. On Monday, I tried buying a different flavor of Laxatose in the hope that he would like it better. He hated the stuff the same. Today, I called the veterinarian for consultation and after I told him Oliver's condition, he asked me to bring him in for bloodwork. I just got back from the office visit. The lab results should be in tomorrow. Oliver had lost 7 ounces since Saturday. They administered a fluid injection because of the weight loss. I'm really worried about Oliver and I hope it's nothing serious. I worried that I might lose him, but he shouldn't be that sick since he's so young and never had problems in the past.
The cliche` "when it rains, it pours" seem to be relevant here. I'm having problems with Oliver, and I made some poor choices this past weekend with poker. That should have been the subject of another blog, but I haven't felt like writing until today. Suffice it to say that I tried moving up to higher limits too fast and now I set myself back at least a month or two. I knew that the decision was a poor one, but I guess I was motivated by impatience and a desire to show Beata that I could really make some good money doing this rather than grinding along as I have been. The grinding along was actually good progress, in retrospect. Too bad I made the poor decisions because I'm now faced with possibly more veteranarian bills. Also, had I been in a better financial situation right now, I could have taken advantage of a cheap United fare to BKK that would have requalified me for Premier status on UA. Oh well, so goes life.
My cat of five years has been sick for the last few days. I believe I first noticed vomit stains on the rug on Thursday. Cats occasional vomit because they licked a dirty plate or dug through the garbage. Both of my cats have vomited in the past but were fine afterwards. On Saturday, I finally caught Oliver in the act of vomiting. Prior to that, I wasn't sure whether it was Misiu or Oliver. I decided to bring him in to the vet's office because he had vomited 3-4 times in a two day period which is a cause for concern.
I told the vet that I found some hair in one of the first vomitus, so I suggested that it might be a hairball. The vet said that Oliver was still well hydrated so he gave me a some pills and some Laxatose. Laxatose helps move hairballs, and I learned that the pills were meant for surpressing vomiting and diarrhea, and to increase nutrient absorbtion. I had a hard time giving both to Oliver and even caused him to vomit once because I hadn't yet mastered the method of administering the pills to Ollie.
Over the rest of the weekend, I noticed that Oliver was drinking, but he wasn't really eating. I estimated that he ate about 20 pellets of food over 4 days. On Monday, I tried buying a different flavor of Laxatose in the hope that he would like it better. He hated the stuff the same. Today, I called the veterinarian for consultation and after I told him Oliver's condition, he asked me to bring him in for bloodwork. I just got back from the office visit. The lab results should be in tomorrow. Oliver had lost 7 ounces since Saturday. They administered a fluid injection because of the weight loss. I'm really worried about Oliver and I hope it's nothing serious. I worried that I might lose him, but he shouldn't be that sick since he's so young and never had problems in the past.
The cliche` "when it rains, it pours" seem to be relevant here. I'm having problems with Oliver, and I made some poor choices this past weekend with poker. That should have been the subject of another blog, but I haven't felt like writing until today. Suffice it to say that I tried moving up to higher limits too fast and now I set myself back at least a month or two. I knew that the decision was a poor one, but I guess I was motivated by impatience and a desire to show Beata that I could really make some good money doing this rather than grinding along as I have been. The grinding along was actually good progress, in retrospect. Too bad I made the poor decisions because I'm now faced with possibly more veteranarian bills. Also, had I been in a better financial situation right now, I could have taken advantage of a cheap United fare to BKK that would have requalified me for Premier status on UA. Oh well, so goes life.
