I have seen a lot of ads for Procrit - it is a drug used to help people
undergoing chemo and whose white cells have been compromised. There are
some lawsuits filed against the manufacturer from people who say they have
been hurt by the drug.
Come to think of it--haven't seen the ads for a couple of months after
seeing them almost every day for a while.
----- Original Message -----
From: "glenda Goodman" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
To: <[email protected]>
Sent: Friday, August 24, 2007 5:35 PM
Subject: Re: Typical course of a dying FELV kitty? long letter- sorry
butplease indulge
Beckie, You are such a bright little light here and I
feel so sad to know you are hurting and your sweet
little Moeman might be fading away. You have learned a
lot for the time you have been here. I know I have on
just how to take care of our little guys better and
signs to look for. I have been checking all my
kittie's gums this morning and just like I suspected,
my old guy, Dingo, he is 13 years old, and has seemed
out of sorts lately, has very pale gums. He is not
FeLV+ or FIV+ that I know of ,but I will have him
tested and for now am trying to get a good iron
supplement. I wrote down :Procrit ? Who was it that
said they gave that to a kitty and it helped with the
anemia? It was just in a recent post... I am asking my
vet about what it is and can I have some right now...
I just left a message for my vet...Anyway, thanks to
these guys here, I know a lot more than I did a couple
months ago.
Do not give up fighting, but I do not believe in
stressing our guys out either.I think you probably
have a good idea where Moeman is at this point and if
he is getting weaker and you have tried through
supplements, etc. you have done all you can...just
love him.
I absolutely loved Jenna's letter to you. What a
beautiful, thoughtful gift from her and her husband to
share their experience with you...I will be keeping
that letter for myself, for when I will be needing
that precious support, that can only come from people
who really understand...
My heart is with you and Moeman...Glenda
--- Jenna <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
im so sorry beckie- i will keep you and moeman in my
prayers.
It feels odd to write about this now as my husband
and i were crying remembering our beloved siamese
calico lady. This is my experience and I hope it
helps you.
My baby died at home. That was important to me,
and i wanted it that way though my husband was very
caucious about it. I wanted her to be comfortable
and not with people she was afraid of and being
stressed out. I have seen people go kicking and
screaming and while in trauma that might be more
beneficial, in the case of terminal illness it makes
it harder. So after that experience (this was with
my grandmother) I told myself that if this happened
with my animals- i wanted it to be gentle and
peaceful. There is a line from the nbc show Heros
where Peter the hospice nurse says, "death can be
beautiful, if you let it be." Though most may reject
this statement because it is not something most want
to think about, I can say that I do agree with it.
It doesn't make it hurt less, but it made it easier
for me to deal with.
She stopped eating, and slept all the time. She
didn't purr and did not want to be held. In her
prime she was very talkative and loved being held
and paraded around our apartment. Eventually she
stopped her toilet activiites- which actually was a
relief because she had a lot of blood (stool was a
dark tar color) in it and that was very tough. I
started having a feeling that it was going to be on
sunday because i started getting a song in my head
about a relationship ending that is from Aspects of
love by Andrew Lloyd Weber. The song is "Tell me on
a sunday."
"Don't write a letter when you want to leave
Don't call me at 3 a.m. from a friend's apartment
I'd like to choose how I hear the news
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please"
That day - on sunday- she was in the bathroom and
she was breating very heavy. Her eyes were very
diated. I bent down around her and sang her
Complainte De La Butte from Moulin Rouge. For the
first time all weekend she raised her head and
looked at me. She purred so loud. I told her I loved
her and if she wanted to go it was okay. I got a
feeling that she understood.
The song goes:
"Petite mandigotte je sens ta menotte qui cherche
ma main
Je sens ta poitrine et ta taille fine
J'oublie mon chagrin
Je sens sur tes lèvres une odeur de fièvre de gosse
mal nourri
Et sous ta caresse je sens une ivresse qui
m'anéantit
The stairways up to la butte can make the wretched
sigh
while windmill wings of the moulin shelter you and
I"
I sang to her for about 15 minutes and pet her,
even though I could feel each vertebrate of her
little back bone. She did not shy away that time.
I went back to the living room and laid down, but
didnt' sleep. It was exhausting. My husband went
into the bathroom and stayed a long time. I knew he
was talking with her. When he was done, I could see
he had been crying.
When i woke up I sat at my computer. About 20
minutes later my dog, Carmel got very whiney and
would not settle down. She was upset about
something. I went into the bathroom and found that
satine had passed. She was stretched out like she
would when she was comfortable and when I said kitty
and shook her she didn't move.
I went out side and told my husband she was gone.
He said he knew that he talked with her. He told her
that she was surrounded by love and she would always
be loved. He said she picked her head up and meowed
at him. He said he thinks she knew what he was
saying and that she was waiting for him to be okay
before she left. I agree with this. He hugged each
other and cried a long time.
I had put her carrier together before hand in
preperation for when I would need it. I picked her
up to put her in it. Her body was totally slack and
her head fell all the way back like a rag doll when
I picked her up. (I'm telling you this so you can be
ready for it)I held her to my chest and cried- no
wept - over her- and i cried hard- for a long time.
I put her in the carrier and covered the front of
it with a towel. My husband called the vet and said
that she had passed. We took her to the vet and
picked out an urn for her and left her there to pick
her up again when we got her ashes.
That night I could not relax to sleep. Eventually
I felt (and you may think me crazy) her presence in
the room. I felt a warmth on my chest where she
would lay all the time. Only then was I able to
sleep. I tell you about it because I do believe that
all those living have souls and we can call upon
them when we need. And not in a distant way like
they are far off in heaven but that they are they
present around us all the time. The Other reason I
tell you that last part is because I had her visit
me again last night and I didn't know why. When I
read your email, I knew I had to write you about
what happened.
I don't know if any of this helped, but I hope it
does. I cried alot when i wrote this, but I wanted
to share my experience with you and hope it helps.
"It is okay to grieve- not all tears are evil"- JRR
Tolkien.
Bless you and Moe.----
Jenna
Beckie McRae <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
I think the Moeman is dying.
I'm just trying to keep him comfortable as
possible now. No more pokes and prods, etc. He's
content I think. I'm just wondering if you guys
could tell me the typical course of dying for a FELV
cat? Will he just get weaker and weaker like he has
been?
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