Twilight and I have been trying to make our Can Opener rest because she’s under so much stress. She likes to stay busy to keep herself occupied so she doesn’t get the unpleasant pictures going through her head constantly of the Backup Can Opener as he died. The problem is, they keep running through her head anyway, and we tell her it’s time to get into the grief counseling that the Hospice program offers.
She plans to do that, of course, but she’s been so busy notifying people, and all that final stuff, and gathering up all his things, that at the end of the day she’s wiped out and in pain. Twilight keeps trying to make her play to cheer her up, but that just makes her feel guilty because she can’t do that right now.
She has made herself take some time to play with Twilight the last few days- because she was gone so much running back and forth to the hospital, and then she was so busy taking care of him when he came home, that Twilight was really stressed out.
She even tried to play with me a little- But then Twilight jumped in and I got frustrated. So I just plant myself on her lap and get snuggles, because there’s no one else here to give her snuggles now. She seems to love that -(until her legs start to hurt). I’ve been upset at Twilight because I’m still on a diet- and she’s not. Honestly, she can eat whatever she wants, but the Can Opener doesn’t want me gaining weight. That dang health nut!
Honestly, I don’t see the big deal- what harm can 5 or 6 cans of food do in a day? It’s FOOD! And I’m getting tired of being limited on treats- have you seen how tiny those bags are?
It’s been a while since she’s laughed- maybe I need to fix that. Maybe it’s time to pay Twilight back for all those times I was sleeping, and she sneaked up on me and started swatting me…
The days have seemed to all blend into one very long day. At the other hospital where the cancer was found and diagnosed, visitors were allowed, so our Can Opener was gone for hours every day staying at the hospital with the Back-up Can Opener.
But a new blood clot (and the same old misery with pain and struggling to breathe), sent him back to ER the day after Christmas. This hospital doesn’t allow visitors – So from the time he was admitted the day after Christmas until the 1st- our Can Opener wasn’t allowed to visit him.
Bleeding and two more transfusions later, the blood clot couldn’t be taken care of yet. Blood thinners aren’t a good idea when bleeding continues elsewhere. And surgery in this case, wasn’t an option.
After several failed attempts to stop the bleeding, they decided to attack it by attacking the tumor- with Chemo. It started Jan.1. Finally, after calling repeatedly every day, to get permission to visit when he said he was nervous about the chemo, they finally allowed our human to go see him. Today it is finally done. (First dose).
The Can Opener hasn’t been getting much sleep- so Sushi and I have been working overtime (without pay), to keep her distracted. Sushi does it by proving herself to be a true feline, leaving her presents in the floor (hairballs). I do my part by attacking her feet the second she kicks her shoes off, walking on the laptop, and hopping up on back of her chair at the desk.
She keeps herself busy when she can’t be with him at the hospital, and she’s been praying a lot. Along with all their friends and family.
We see her get her workout mat and put it down and Sushi and I immediately warm it up for her by sharpening our claws on it, and I help coach her. But nothing feels normal. She still works out to manage her stress and stay healthy- but we don’t like that he’s not here. Neither does the rest of the family.
And the little Critter turned 5 yesterday, and her Grandpa wasn’t able to be here for her birthday or see her in her Princess outfit. She knows he’s in the hospital, and she knows what’s wrong. But she’s only 5 so she doesn’t “know.”
The discovery on last Wednesday night was a huge blood clot. The Backup Can Opener was rushed to the hospital and the blood clot was taken care of in time. But many others were also found. They had to be taken care of too.
They discovered another problem besides the extra (old) clots. A hernia they didn’t know about. The clots had made him anemic because they weren’t allowing the blood to go where it needed to go. The other clots and hernia were putting pressure on the main artery in his stomach.
Then yesterday they did a CT scan. It revealed an even worse problem. It’s not looking good.
Waiting for biopsy results. Human needs me to love on her a lot. She’s bouncing back and forth to the hospital and is barely eating. And not getting much sleep. She hasn’t been able to finish the Christmas gifts she was making for the Critters- because she can’t concentrate. Please pray for our family because I’m a cat and that’s not my department. My department is cuddles and purrs.
She’s about to take off again. Don’t give up on us. We’ll be back.
Sushi (the Cuddle Queen) -and Twilight (The smartest one).
On Wednesday our Can Opener didn’t have the Critters, so she went next door to spend the day with her sister who was having a rough morning. The Backup Can Opener was having some new pain in his leg, but otherwise was feeling better.
She spent most of the day there until she got a text from him that made her drop everything and go home. 20 minutes later 5 strange people with blue hands and thingies hanging around their necks came in asking questions as I sat in the bedroom window watching… and they wrote everything down and the next thing I knew- They took him away in a wierd car with flashing lights!
Our Can Opener wanted to ride with him in that thing she calls an Ambulance- but they wouldn’t let her. They said if she went with him the hospital wouldn’t let her stay!
She was not happy…. and I wasn’t either! Why were they taking him away? But, I was glad they didn’t take her – because she’s the One that buys our food and treats and babies us and dispenses the Redi Whip..
But still… We don’t like that he’s not here. And we want them to bring him BACK!
So our Can Opener has been spending a lot of time at the hospital or doing other things (like constantly updating the Critters’ parents and friends, and talking to Doctors)- to get through it and we don’t like it.
Up until now, if the Can Opener stayed up late on a week night, it was either to type for me or Sushi on our blog, or to play with me. All weekend though, and this week- it’s not for playing. It’s for sewing and designing patterns and toys for the Critters for Christmas. And for other surprises meant for someone who doesn’t have four legs. How rude!
Acutally, I don’t mean to be jealous— wait. Yes I do. I mean, of course I do. I’m a CAT. As long as everything goes my way, I’m completely flexible.
But this is getting ridiculous.
Between that, and the continual pouring rain and cold (and high winds)– I am getting very little playtime – and staying inside without playtime is rough on a cat. Especially with the squirrels, ducks and birds taunting me from outside the window. The Can Opener takes short breaks to play with me for a while- but for some reason, she never lets me grab her patterns and pins and bat them around. And when I come and lay on them, she immediately stops sewing and does something else! I’m just trying to “help” her!
I did manage to swipe her measuring tape, though!!!
Next I’m going for the ribbons and yarn…. she won’t miss a few spools…
You know, I would love to have a heating pad to claim as my own mom, but you haven’t given us one. Yet, I looked in your phone and found pictures of Abby lounging lazily on a nice, warm heating pad in tons of pictures taken while you were away. FOR OUR THANKSGIVING HOLIDAY.
There’s Serafina (with her tongue hanging out) also- lounging lazily on top of the sound bar in front of the tv. You don’t let US do that!
And then there’s these….
Now, we all know that’s YOUR laptop, Mom. Why would you let another cat near your laptop? That’s our EXCLUSIVE right!
And then there’s THIS. (You’d better have a GOOD EXPLANATION FOR THIS ONE)…
You may apply for forgiveness- (no later than 10 am tomorrow morning)- but there’s no guarantee of acceptance. Just sayin.’
HURRY UP, Can Opener- and we MIGHT forgive you- (better bring treats and toys)…
We have been really upset with you, Can Opener. We’ve even decided not to eat -(while Daddy’s looking)- until you get back, so HURRY UP! The neighbors don’t serve Fancy Feast and WeRuVa- and Daddy doesn’t do it the way we like – and, he doesn’t put my special blankie down at bedtime and tuck me in with my bunny.
So Sushi and I will keep dispensing fur everywhere until you get here.
Sushi and I weren’t happy. All day since the Critters arrived that morning at 6:00 am, we were anxiously waiting for the Critters to go home, so we could tackle the Can Opener for treats and playtime.
But this time things were different. We knew there was going to be trouble when we saw the human unplug the Keurig and dump the water out of the back, and pack up her WHOLE 24 PACK of kcups- and her laptop, and her Bible, journal, and pack clothes.
WAIT A FLEA-PICKIN’ MINUTE THERE, MOM….WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?
I didn’t like the look of this at all. Obviously, she wasn’t going to the store. She goes there to get coffee, not give it away!
But sure enough, when the Critters’ Dad came to pick them up, he started taking the Keurig to the car, and the human packed up the kids and then started getting herself ready to leave too!
She had talked to me that morning and said she was leaving for a little bit, but would be back and “Daddy will take care of you and Sushi…”
But I thought she just hadn’t had enough coffee yet. I was hoping, anyway.
Sushi heard all the commotion, and heard her leave (Keurig and all),… and got up and cried for mama. I got disgusted and went outside to look for my REAL Mama.