George needs your good thoughts
I came home for lunch today and found George on the floor drooling and panting. She was stretched out flat with her nose on the floor. I picked her up to find she was stiff as a board, so I ran with her out to the Jeep and pretty much broke all land speed records getting her to the vet. She screamed in pain the whole time there and when they checked her over. Her temperature was 32.7 Celcius so they immediately tried to warm her up with hot water bottles, blankets and a heating pad type thing -- it's very thin and plastic and it's hooked up by tubes to some kind of machine. They also checked her blood glucose, which was 9. And she's lost her sight.
Dr. T discussed all the possibilities with me once they took care of the most urgent problems. She thought it could be a blood clot if she was somehow injured in a fall. George is a very sure-footed cat but things happen. I wasn't aware of any fall and she was fine last night. This morning she threw up all of the food she'd eaten since last night and then went into hiding in the closet. She did the same thing yesterday but she had a hairball and came out to eat something around noon. Dr. T took x-rays and bloodwork but nothing showed up. She said it's possible George fractured her spine but it could be such a fine fracture that it's not showing. The way she responded to the anti-inflammatory or whatever else they gave her for swelling Dr. T is almost sure that is what's going on.
I spent quite a bit of time with Georgie in the back room after they tucked her away where it's quieter. I told her it's up to her now. If she wants to get better and come home to us that's great and that's what I hope she does, but if she wants to go be with her big brother Desi, who passed away a little over a year ago, then that's what she should do. About two or three minutes later she calmed down and stopped crying. A few minutes after that she tried to sit up and kept turning her head like she was trying to see. There's a fluffy white kitty in the next kennel but there's also a solid metal wall between them. George could hear her and kept turning her head towards the sound of Fluffy's (that is the cat's name) e-collar scraping against the cage.
I talked to Georgie a little while longer and then went to see Dr. T who told me they'll keep her overnight and figure out what's going on with her tomorrow. So I went back to George and talked to her some more. She was still calm and turning her head at every little sound, ears forward and acting quite normal -- except for being swathed in blankets and three hot water bottles. When I finally left she looked right at me, but her pupils are still hugely dilated and she didn't follow my finger when I waved in front of her face. It's possible she can come back from this whatever it is, or not.
Taking things one at a time now. I gave them my work number and my hours of work -- I go in at 6:45 a.m. -- so they can get hold of me if they need to. I'm hoping that I can call them.
Oh. My brain just started working again. I suddenly remembered that George tried to jump onto the stove yesterday, slipped and fell off hitting a mini-waterer on the way down. Just called the clinic to tell them. Poor boodle! Maybe when she vomited this morning she threw a clot that started all of this? Poor wee George! She's such a sensitive little girl.
Pleasepleaseplease think lots of good thoughts for her tonight?
Curly, sleepy George
Dr. T discussed all the possibilities with me once they took care of the most urgent problems. She thought it could be a blood clot if she was somehow injured in a fall. George is a very sure-footed cat but things happen. I wasn't aware of any fall and she was fine last night. This morning she threw up all of the food she'd eaten since last night and then went into hiding in the closet. She did the same thing yesterday but she had a hairball and came out to eat something around noon. Dr. T took x-rays and bloodwork but nothing showed up. She said it's possible George fractured her spine but it could be such a fine fracture that it's not showing. The way she responded to the anti-inflammatory or whatever else they gave her for swelling Dr. T is almost sure that is what's going on.
I spent quite a bit of time with Georgie in the back room after they tucked her away where it's quieter. I told her it's up to her now. If she wants to get better and come home to us that's great and that's what I hope she does, but if she wants to go be with her big brother Desi, who passed away a little over a year ago, then that's what she should do. About two or three minutes later she calmed down and stopped crying. A few minutes after that she tried to sit up and kept turning her head like she was trying to see. There's a fluffy white kitty in the next kennel but there's also a solid metal wall between them. George could hear her and kept turning her head towards the sound of Fluffy's (that is the cat's name) e-collar scraping against the cage.
I talked to Georgie a little while longer and then went to see Dr. T who told me they'll keep her overnight and figure out what's going on with her tomorrow. So I went back to George and talked to her some more. She was still calm and turning her head at every little sound, ears forward and acting quite normal -- except for being swathed in blankets and three hot water bottles. When I finally left she looked right at me, but her pupils are still hugely dilated and she didn't follow my finger when I waved in front of her face. It's possible she can come back from this whatever it is, or not.
Taking things one at a time now. I gave them my work number and my hours of work -- I go in at 6:45 a.m. -- so they can get hold of me if they need to. I'm hoping that I can call them.
Oh. My brain just started working again. I suddenly remembered that George tried to jump onto the stove yesterday, slipped and fell off hitting a mini-waterer on the way down. Just called the clinic to tell them. Poor boodle! Maybe when she vomited this morning she threw a clot that started all of this? Poor wee George! She's such a sensitive little girl.
Pleasepleaseplease think lots of good thoughts for her tonight?
Curly, sleepy George