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 Can Opener finally is able to update you all – but there has been so much happening since our last post, and so many details that she just can’t cover it all in the next hour. So we decided to help her come up with a short version in hopes that we can relieve her a little.
The tumor is huge. And inoperable. There are spots on the liver too. And an ulcer. There has been bleeding when he goes to the bathroom that has been hard to control. He has had over 5 blood transfusions since the 18th of December, and there is a blood shortage.
In the last 2 weeks he has gained 20 lbs (bloating) in fluid. He has difficulty breathing. And had to be put on a diet of baby food and other easy to eat food. The tumor is pressing on his diaphragm, and the opening from the tummy into the small intestine.
The last time he had a transfusion was Dec.23- That’s when they also told him there is a blood shortage. Then they took him off blood thinners, did surgery to put in a port for chemotherapy (after Christmas), and also put a filter in his major artery to catch any possible blood clots that could happen while he was at home for Christmas.
A day before this, the Doctor called the Can Opener while he was in recovery from the proceedure for the chemo port, and told her he needed her to get the family together and decide whether there was going to be a DNR order- this completely caught our Can Opener off guard because they had up until that point, sounded very optimistic about the chemo. They had told her the day before that “fortunately this cancer responds well to chemo…” so she was feeling hopeful and encouraged. Then to suddenly get this call was traumatizing. She asked the Doctor, “if it were you in his place, (regarding the chemo)- what would you do?– What are his chances?” She can’t remember exactly how he said it, but the main idea was, not good.
So she called the family and broke the news to them and the Critters. They all decided because it is HIS wish to fight and to have the chemo so he can live and see the Critters grow up and be at their weddings, that he DOES NOT want a DNR. All of us are supporting his decision. But that doesn’t make it easy. Christmas eve morning he was sent home to spend Christmas with the family –
His hemoglobin levels are low. His body isn’t retaining nutrients from his food. They gave him iron by IV then sent him home Christmas Eve morning (the birthday of their youngest daughter)-
When he was released, the Doctors said to send him back to the hospital if he got worse, had symptoms of another blood clot, (more) breathing problems or any bleeding. And even if those things didn’t happen, they wanted him at a different hospital on Monday to start chemo as early as possible.
Christmas night his leg started hurting again (same leg they had removed the blood clot from and inserted a stent)… once again it was swollen, and so painful he didn’t want it touched. He was in pain from that and his belly and struggling to breathe. Yesterday, (Monday) the pain was worse and he was limping and the Can Opener called 911. Once again he was on his way to ER. Only at a bigger hospital where they could also start the chemo.
He was admitted, a chest xray was ordered, he was put on oxygen, and an ultrasound was taken of his heart. The xray showed his lungs were filling with fluid. No results on the untrasound of his heart yet, he is getting iron by IV again, and they have confirmed he does have a new blood clot in the same leg.
They are trying to stop the bleeding, and that has to happen before they can take care of the clot or start chemo.
We will post again as soon as the Can Opener can handle it. She hasn’t even had time to think or process anything yet.
Prayers are needed for the whole family and especially for the doctors and nurses that are working so hard to help him. They need wisdom to know the best course of treatment for him and strength to get through their day. They are working short of staff and are doing the best they can and are making a huge difference. We love and appreciate all in the medical field for all they do.
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).
I’ve been faithfully taking care of our Can Opener.
I’ve stayed with her constantly since she burned her thumb and fingers and have waited on her when she needed help. For example, I followed Human #2 and kept barking at him when I knew The Can Opener needed something I couldn’t get. I barked at him when he got too close to her in bed too- (that’s my spot).
I follow her to the bathroom, and kitchen to make sure she comes back. I keep yelling at her to feed me so she’ll know she’s needed and won’t feel useless. I bark at her when she is making the bed because I want her to rest- (and because I’m laying on the covers and am getting flipping annoyed).
I barked at her today when she started trying to clean (the dummy)! And everytime she tried to get off the couch, I barked at her and planted myself on her lap so she had to sit there. (Besides, I have to get my snuggles and pets in somehow).
Then finally she sat on the bed to have her devotion and coffee, and Twilight came in to join us. I tried to be nice about it, but I sent her back outside to play with Romeo so I could have the human all to myself.
Well, Twilight didn’t agree. She swatted me, then interrupted our fight to scratch herself. Great timing, kid.
As for me, I just snuggled up closer to the Can Opener, and eventually Twilight ran off to find Romeo.
After Twilight left, the human brushed me and snuggled me until I fell asleep. Later, when I decided to let her get up, we had popcorn and watched a movie with Human #2. I ate more popcorn that the human did.
Then she went out to look for Twilight. Guess where she found her? Laying on her sister’s bench by her front door! She wouldn’t get up, either!
I don’t know what she would’ve done without me to keep her in line today. That girl is a flipping handful!
When the Tiny One woke up from her nap after her playday, she said her throat hurt. Later that night she had a fever. Since then she hasn’t been feeling well, and last night neither was her Daddy- and he had a fever also.
Today, her Mom isn’t feeling well and has a fever.
So, today she stayed home and Mom and Dad took the day off to take care of her. But we miss her so much. Sushi and I woke our human up at 4:30 this morning when we noticed she hadn’t already gotten up, and we tried really hard to warn her the Critters would be here soon -(besides, we were hungry and our breakfast was late).
But she kept sleeping until an unbelievable 7:30! How rude!
We weren’t happy when we figured out that the Critters weren’t going to come today and snuggle us and feed us treats. When we found out why we almost felt bad for waking the human. Almost- but not really.
I have to say, it’s awfully quiet here without the tiny tornado. But we don’t like that she’s sick. She’s all sweet and cuddly and she loves to feed us. And we love to eat. It’s a match made in heaven.
She won’t be here tomorrow, either. So for now, Sushi wil have to imagine she’s playing nurse to her favorite tiny one.
As for me, I’ll have to find the treat bag for myself. But I can also pretend she’s here loving on me until she comes back.
A Scary time for the tiny one- but I made it better!
My little humans came back today and I was so happy to see them. They always make me feel like a queen- they light up and drop whatever they’re doing when I walk into the room and rush over to pet me and give me love and treats.
Today they visited with the Can Openers for a bit before school, and then when it was playtime they all went outside to play on the swingset. The Tiny One was squealing with delight at the top of her lungs because she was so happy it was finally sunny and warmer and she couldn’t contain her joy when she got on the swing. She proudly demonstrated to the Can Opener that now she could swing all by herself and didn’t need to be pushed anymore -(but of course, if the humans wanted to, she wouldn’t mind).
But after being on the swings for about an hour, I was asleep on the couch and suddenly heard the Tiny One scream like I’ve never heard before and when I looked out the window, I saw her being picked up and held by the Can Opener quickly- and soon they all came inside. She was crying and afraid, because while she was swinging, she had happened to glance down, and saw that a yellow jacket was on her dress! She was instantly terrified, and afraid it was going to sting her before she could stop swinging and get down from the swing, and the human quickly picked her up and scared it away!
Luckily , she didn’t get stung- but it scared her bad enough that they had to come inside – so her sister wrapped her in a blanket, and sat on the couch comforting her and handed her the iPhone to watch a cat video and calm down while the Can Opener made her hot cocoa and Whipped cream.
Pretty soon she calmed down and forgot about the evil yellow jacket – especially when she saw that Twilight ran outside when the human told her to go get that thing! (Twilight loves to chase bugs).
After that, they had lunch and played with silly putty until it was naptime for the Tiny One. That’s my favorite time of day when they’re here, because as soon as the Tiny One is settling in for her nap, I love to come jump up and lay with her and the Can Opener and watch over her while she sleeps.
Sometimes, (like today), if she’s not quite asleep yet, she’ll hear my trill when I jump up on her, and feel me lie down with her and she’ll smile and reach out to pet me and “tuck me in.” I may be just a cat, but I’m telling you, that’s the best feeling in the world.
Our Can Opener is on a kind of vacation from watching the critters this week because the Backup Can Opener had surgery a few days ago and she needed to be available to take care of him. But today and the last two days she has been sick (with what we presume is the flu)- yesterday was the worst.
It started two days ago with sharp pains in her tummy, nausea, weakness and dizziness. She was unable to even sit up on the couch for more than a few minutes and was completely unable to eat without pain getting worse. That’s why there was no post this morning.
I’ve been following her around like a shadow to keep an eye on her, but I couldn’t get her to type for me. In fact, she really couldn’t do much of anything- but she did take care of Twilight and me- and then she did something I’ve never seen her do since I was adopted- nothing. Absolutely NOTHING.
We don’t know what’s wrong- but it looks like she’s getting better now, because her the critters’ parents dropped by some medicine for her this morning and within a few minutes of taking it, the pains stopped, the nausea stopped, and now she can eat again. Only, she still is very weak and lightheaded. We’ll be back tomorrow!