Mar 30, 2009 23:14
We took the two girls (of our seven total cats) in to be spayed. It was long overdue as they're five and six years old respectively. It just kept getting put off, for time constraints, money issues, what have you. But we finally got them in. I called the vet this afternoon as they directed to get an update and find out when we can pick them up tomorrow. I started to get worried when they asked me to hold, the vet himself wanted to speak to me. It doesn't help that I didn't sleep at all last night and had a feeling of impending doom (though that could be my anxiety disorder too). So he tells me the surgeries went swimmingly, the girls were groggy but recovering well.
HOWEVER. However, Phoenix had a large tumor in one horn of her uterus. If you're curious, cats have a bifurcated uterus with two horns. And one of them had a tumor. He said he was very confident he'd removed it all and didn't see any migratory tissue but it'll be a week until the pathology comes back and we know if it's malignant or not. I hung up the phone in a state of shock and have spent all day sobbing. My throat hurts I've been crying so much. Now I realize he probably got it all and she'll be fine, but I am terrified of losing my cats. And I feel so incredibly guilty that I waited this long to have them spayed.
My cats are just like my kids. They rank just slightly below Rowan, real child > furry one. I really do care for them that much. I want my Phoenix and Rori home in my lap. I'm so worried and I miss them. I'm going to go cry myself to sleep. I want my kitties.