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The Surprise at the Hospital

I’ve been stressed and I’m going to let Mom do this post. I don’t understand all that medical stuff.

“There’s no more Treatment”

In my last post (more than a week ago)- I wrote that my husband had finished the first chemo treatment. I discovered the next day when I went back to the hospital, that he had completed the first part of the first treatment. It took 3 days altogether for it to be done. I was thankful that they had finally allowed me to visit him, so during and after the chemo, I stayed with him and tried my best to get him to drink fluids and eat what he could.

He seemed to be doing well after the chemo – (except for having no appetite) – but he kept bleeding from his intestines and after about 5 different transfusions, it was clear that the bleeding wouldn’t stop and they didn’t want to do more transfusions (because of a blood shortage). That meant they also couldn’t give him blood thinners to get rid of the clot (still in) his leg, either.

On January 6, I came to see him and his countenance had completely changed. It was as if all hope of recovery had evaporated from him and the first thing he said to me was, “Call my sister.” I was surprised, because I had thought he had already told her about the cancer- so I took my phone to a quiet place to call her and had to let her know what was happening. Of course, she burst into tears, as I had known she would.

She asked if he was conscious and if he could talk, and I answered yes, and headed back to his room to hold the phone for him (on speaker phone), so they could talk. The chemo had somehow affected his eyes, so after the chemo he wasn’t able to see messages on his phone.

Right after I walked into the room with the phone on speaker still, a man appeared in the doorway, and asked if I was his wife. Then he simply said, “Here’s the thing. There’s no more treatment. We’ve done all we can do, and we are changing (him) to DNR (do not rescusitate). And we are sending him home for hospice care. He and I discussed this this morning and this is what he wants.”

I looked at my husband and knew He had wanted the Hospice Coordinator to tell me, and so it was. Within an hour, we were on our way back home in an ambulance.

And that began the last chapter of my husband’s life. I will write more tomorrow. It has taken me several days to get this far.

Thank you for bearing with me and for all your prayers and support. I love you all.


Full update coming soon

Thank you for not giving up on us.

Stage 4 Adrenocarcinoma

Our humans are in the fight of their lives- but God is so good to them in it all. They are strong and Sushi and I are making sure they stay that way.

Their strength is from The Lord-not their own. So that’s good- because those two Can Openers wouldn’t have a chance otherwise!

Our Can Opener has almost forgotten its Christmas! The family was called in and she hasn’t had even time to think since all this started.

She asked me and Sushi to update you all and to thank you for not giving up on our blog- all of you are also her source of strength. Sushi doesn’t do anything but sleep and hiss when we walk to close to her tail, so I decided I’d better do it.

She also said she hopes none of you are also going through anything like this- and that you all have a purrfect Christmas!

We’ll be back!! We love and appreciate every one of you! 🎄

Caturday Cat Careers

Sushi here to introduce my students who found new careers with my help!

It’s hard to be a Motivator with my heavy napping schedule.

But somehow, between listening to the human whine, uh- “tell me her troubles,”- and reminding her of exactly how often I should be fed – (Every time someone goes into the kitchen) – combined with my heavy napping schedule and keeping an eye on what Psycho Cat next door is doing, I still have managed to help quite a few intelligent cats like myself find new careers for themselves.

Today, I’d like for you to meet some of them:

Sophie- The Intervention Specialist.
Smudge- The Problem “Solver.”
Pixie- The English Tutor.
Athena- The Parental Advisor.
Grumpy Cat- The Financial Advisor.
Bugzie- The Negotiator.
Chubby- The Travel Agent.

For help starting your own lucrative cat career call Sushi at 1.800.Dont.Disturb.Me.


She hit me with the golf ball

I’M TELLING!!!

Twilight is SO WEIRD!

Tomorrow is the Can Opener’s birthday and she was so busy today, that Twilight decided to get her attention and make her play. She had been making some Christmas gifts for the little Critters and it was raining, and too cold for Twilight to go out.

Then Mom -(aka. The Can Opener)- decided to take a break. So she got a cup of coffee and sat on the couch to brush and groom me before she got all wrapped up in her projects. I love it when she grooms me, because she puts me on her lap, tends to my eyes, checks for itchy areas, brushes & cuddles me, then feeds me treats.

When she was done, I climbed down from the couch to stretch out in the rug for a nice, long nap. And that’s when it happened.

That little Albino Flea had decided to kick the golfball to the Can Opener before she had the chance to get up and go back to work, and I just happend to be laying in the rug between her and the Can Opener, so the next thing I knew,…

Sleeping peacefully, and then….
WHAM!
SHE MESSED UP MY FUR!

I’M TELLING SANTA AND YOU WON’T GET ANY PRESENTS!


No!!

Holiday Busy-ness!

Image by Stefan Maderbacher from Pixabay

No time to think!

There have been back-to-back birthdays to prepare for, (including her own this week)- Critters to teach, referee, and entertain, hubby not feeling well, Psycho Sheba (cat) next door trying to take over our house, Christmas gifts to make (and wrap)- baking, planning, and cleaning.

Then there’s Sushi and cute little me. The schedule has changed, routine has changed, and everything else on earth has changed. No wonder the Can Opener rarely takes time to play with me!

I know you’re busy, Human. But it’s raining and I’m BORED! There’s not even a Christmas tree to knock over!

BUT she did yesterday! She knows I love paper bags, and sparkly, shiny things and ribbons and bows and GOLF BALLS – and BOXES!

I had so much fun- I was sure that when I kicked the golfball to her on her yoga mat today as she was getting ready for her workout- (not yoga)- that she was going to tell me she couldn’t play with me yet. But she DIDN’T!

Psycho Sheba gets locked out of her house and then pushes her way in our door and hunts for our treats!
This is how I feel when the Critters are here all day.

And right when I start to think she has forgotten to take care of herself, she starts to work out. Great. I’d rather play. But she tells me that she can’t afford to not work out with all the stress in her life and I try my best to give her the look to make her feel guilty….

And that reminds me of how special she makes me feel and how lucky I am not to be a stray anymore.

Maybe I’ll stop making her feel guilty… for now.

She gets mad at our human when she’s not allowed to eat our treats and growls and hisses at her- then gets escorted out.
The Can Opener has been playing games with the tiny Critter too.

Sometimes I think our Human is so busy taking care of everyone else that she forgets to take care of herself too.

Then I remember the new bed she bought me that I still haven’t used. Because I like hers best.

Twilight’s Thursday Therapy

I’m so glad you’re home Mom. Sushi wouldn’t play with me while you were gone. She didn’t play with anybody else either. Not even that big black spider.
What do you mean “What spider?” The one right there on the couch next to you….
Don’t worry! I got him! He’s a tasty snack!

So, THAT’S what she was doing…

At first I thought Twilight was just a little…jealous. But now I know why she’s so upset!
This is Abby…. the blue thingie she’s laying on is apparently a heating pad- which any cat in its right mind would LOVE. But we didn’t have one.

So, human- would you care to explain?

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)…

WHO DID YOU CUDDLE AND BRUSH WHILE WE WERE HERE WITHOUT YOU, MOM? That’s YOUR COFFEE MUG!

You may apply for forgiveness- (no later than 10 am tomorrow morning)- but there’s no guarantee of acceptance. Just sayin.’


Be careful how you answer, human.

So, Let me get this straight, Human….

Are you telling me that you spent the last 4 DAYS AND THREE NIGHTS WITH ABBY AND SERAFINA??

How COULD YOU?


Oh, come on, Twilight. Give her a breakShe came back and spoiled us with a NEW BED AND TOYS!
I can’t let her see me in that! Besides…. I like hers better.
I’ll deal with you later. Go away.

The Can Opener’s Guilt Offering

A new bed to ignore!
The bed was expensive- so I can never let her see me in it. I’ll use the box instead.
That’s the reason I can’t use it.
HEY! YOU ALREADY HAVE ONE!
Don’t be an idiot, Twilight. It’s so COMFY!
She bought me one just like it.
So if you won’t use it, I’ll use it in the evenings when Mom’s on the computer.
And now I have TWO. Go use your box.

Fine! Then I’ll take this one back!