This is just awful.
Simon is really sick. He's been under the weather for a few days now, and a visit to the vet brought nothing but good news, which feels like bad news because it contains no concrete answers.
It started this past week with mushy poop in his litter box. "HHhhmmm..." Then, Thursday night, there was vomiting and diarrhea. We went to the vet Friday morning.
The vet checked him out, but everything looked fine. They ran some blood work, and it came back today. Everything looks perfect. The vet thinks he just has a bug, and that he'll be fine. If he's not fine by Monday, he said to come back.
Well, this morning, I woke before Simon. That hasn't happened even once this decade. Simon always wakes me around 8am for his breakfast. This morning, I woke him at ten.
Simon's breakfast consists of around 30 kernels of food, and he immediately wolfs it down. The majority of today's breakfast is still sitting in his bowl. He never turns away food.
Further complicating all of this is the fact that even after multiple trips to the vet and a ton of medicine, Simon's infected toes never fully healed. The problem is with his claws, and we'd reached the last resort with that one, meaning that come Monday, he was supposed to get them removed.
His front claws were removed when he was a kitten. Nearly 13 years later, he still sharpens his nonexistent front claws all the time. He especially loves doing this on my dresser, and it's adorable.
I'm concerned because I can't help thinking all of this is connected.
My boys were healthy and trouble free for twelve years. This past summer, Tucker got a few cuts on his face that wouldn't heal (presumably from rough play with Simon). To the vet we went.
Then, this past fall, Tucker had the urinary blockage. He passed away due to complications from surgery.
Next came Simon's first bout of infected claws. Another vet trip.
This was followed by another bout of infected claws, and five weeks of medication.
Now we're back to infected claws again.
I just can't help the feeling that all of this is connected. But how? The vet doesn't seem to think that's the case. He can't find any medical evidence linking it all.
A few shots from a happier time.
Here's my boy, basking in sunlight reflected off the windows of the building across the street on a cold January day.
I love his smile in that last shot.
"...I hope you feel better soon Simon. I hope you feel better soon..."
It's Monday morning. For the first time in days, Simon seems to be feeling better. Yay! He woke me for breakfast, and then he ate at least half of it. While he's not back to acting like himself yet, this is huge progress.
Me too!::::: | March 3, 2007 11:32 PM
alice / blueaxel said:
Are you using any cleansers that might be irratating his paws? Could here be something in your home (plant, rug) that is slowly harming him? You said they tested his blood. Diabetes, did they check for that?
I wish you the best for your baby.
Hope this make you smile. This is Jake, my Aunt Karen's beloved child.
Jake is even in a club for big, beautiful, orange cats.
Oh, honey, I send many good vibes your way for Simon. I got Roxy declawed too, because my roommate at the time was adamant about nothing touching her precious furniture. I doubt the two are related. Give the little guy a kiss on the noggin for me, would ya?::::: | March 4, 2007 6:57 PM
Many kisses for Simon! Hope he gets well soon!::::: | March 5, 2007 12:37 AM
Glad to read a positive update!::::: | March 5, 2007 11:06 AM
Simon looks EXACTLY like our new cat we adopted at a shelter, Sparky, it's unbelievable, I thought it was our cat! I do hope that Simon gets fully healed real quick!! He is absolutely beautiful.::::: | March 5, 2007 12:52 PM