Jelly Roll

[Barbara Lowe]

I got to visit him today for an hour while his sister was getting her blood typed to see if she is a match. Unfortunately not. She is B and he is AB. There is also a blood shortage so don't even know if he will be able to get real blood. He did recognize me and the little bugger stole the comfortable chair in the office when I got up to get something. He seemed to be laughing at me because he stretched out on the warm spot I left and rolled over to get his belly scratched. The techs say he ate last night but would not eat anything for them today. I got him to eat some baby food maybe 3 spoonfuls.  His breathing is more labored so they are putting him in an oxygen cage while he is on 24 hr drip of chemo. I told them take no extraordinary measures if he goes into cardiac arrest. Again I told him I know he's the biggest fighter there is but if he wants to go, I will understand and that it's okay.  I felt terrible when he saw the carrier I brought his sister in because he ran over to it and wanted "IN!" but settled for hanging out on top of it til he stole the chair again from me. I have to go upstate to finish some estate business so I told him I couldn't come visit til Sunday evening. For such a sick kitty with such terribly low numbers, he sure is hanging in there and enjoyed his ears being scritched. His sister who loved him all his life and slept next to him and gave mutual baths is still negative. She is quieter since we got home and has been climbing on my lap every time I sit down. I hate this disease. I hate this disease. Barbara and the Jelly Roll