Was - Cricket and a feeding tube my Buddies feeding tube :: For Wendy [long]
Wendy, I pray that Cricket is strong enough to make it through the surgery. When my Buddie had cancer and came down with a sepsis infection she had to have a feeding tube. She had it for about 2 1/2 to 3 months, she grew to absolutely love it. Once she figured out it made her tummy all warm and full she would run to the couch and wait for me when she heard me in the kitchen getting her syringes ready. She would lay on the couch will all four feet curled under her (sometimes she would sit) and purr while I fed her. It usually took about 15 to 20 minutes once we had our routine down. When we were done she would promply flop over on her side and take a snooze. It was a very bonding experience for us. The second time she got real sick, we thought she had another sepsis infection, the symthoms were very similar but not exactly the same. She was not recovering from that as well and we decided she needed another tube, she was actually getting jaundice this time. She was alot sicker this time around, but without the tube she had no chance, she hadn't eaten hardly anything in about 4 or 5 days. My vet told me there was a good chance she wouldn't survive the surgery this time, and I spent the whole night talking with her and told her if she was ready to go home it was OK. Without the tube she would have died a slow painful death from starvation and liver failure, and as hard as she was fighting the cancer I had to give her every opportunity available (my vet really believed she was not going to survive the first sepsis infection, but she did and my vet called her our miracle kitty after that). She did survive the surgery but went into heart failure in recovery, they couldn't get her back. We did an autopsy (necropsy) and turns out she didn't have a sepsis infection but the cancer had spread and totally blocked her bile ducts. Even if she had survived the tube surgery she wouldn't have lived more than a few days and probably in pain, so Buddie made her own decision to go home (Buddie always, her whole life did things her way!). The night we sat up and talked and I told her if she was ready to go home it was OK, I would be OK, though of course I wanted her to stay longer ... I asked her if she did go to please let me know she was OK. Three days after she passed the light in the exercise room (Buddies favorite room) came on while I was in the kitchen feeding the other cats. Hubby was sleeping and nobody else was in the house. I know it was Buddie letting me know she was home and OK, I smiled, thanked her and went to bed. So even if Cricket doesn't make it and I'm praying with all of my might that he does, please know you have done everything possible to give him the chance to survive, but ultimately it is his choice to stay or go. I hope he chooses to stay for along, long time!! -- Belinda Happiness is being owned by cats ... Be-Mi-Kitties ... http://www.bemikitties.com Post Adoptable FeLV/FIV/FIP Cats/Kittens http://adopt.bemikitties.com FeLV Candle Light Service http://www.bemikitties.com/cls HostDesign4U.com (affordable hosting web design) http://HostDesign4U.com --- BMK Designs (non-profit web sites) http://bmk.bemikitties.com
RE: Was - Cricket and a feeding tube my Buddies feeding tube :: For Wendy [long]
Your story of Buddie is beautiful, Belinda. Thank you so much for sharing with all of us. Kerry -Original Message- From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of Belinda Sauro Sent: Thursday, November 10, 2005 8:27 AM To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Subject: Was - Cricket and a feeding tube my Buddies feeding tube :: For Wendy [long] Wendy, I pray that Cricket is strong enough to make it through the surgery. When my Buddie had cancer and came down with a sepsis infection she had to have a feeding tube. She had it for about 2 1/2 to 3 months, she grew to absolutely love it. Once she figured out it made her tummy all warm and full she would run to the couch and wait for me when she heard me in the kitchen getting her syringes ready. She would lay on the couch will all four feet curled under her (sometimes she would sit) and purr while I fed her. It usually took about 15 to 20 minutes once we had our routine down. When we were done she would promply flop over on her side and take a snooze. It was a very bonding experience for us. The second time she got real sick, we thought she had another sepsis infection, the symthoms were very similar but not exactly the same. She was not recovering from that as well and we decided she needed another tube, she was actually getting jaundice this time. She was alot sicker this time around, but without the tube she had no chance, she hadn't eaten hardly anything in about 4 or 5 days. My vet told me there was a good chance she wouldn't survive the surgery this time, and I spent the whole night talking with her and told her if she was ready to go home it was OK. Without the tube she would have died a slow painful death from starvation and liver failure, and as hard as she was fighting the cancer I had to give her every opportunity available (my vet really believed she was not going to survive the first sepsis infection, but she did and my vet called her our miracle kitty after that). She did survive the surgery but went into heart failure in recovery, they couldn't get her back. We did an autopsy (necropsy) and turns out she didn't have a sepsis infection but the cancer had spread and totally blocked her bile ducts. Even if she had survived the tube surgery she wouldn't have lived more than a few days and probably in pain, so Buddie made her own decision to go home (Buddie always, her whole life did things her way!). The night we sat up and talked and I told her if she was ready to go home it was OK, I would be OK, though of course I wanted her to stay longer ... I asked her if she did go to please let me know she was OK. Three days after she passed the light in the exercise room (Buddies favorite room) came on while I was in the kitchen feeding the other cats. Hubby was sleeping and nobody else was in the house. I know it was Buddie letting me know she was home and OK, I smiled, thanked her and went to bed. So even if Cricket doesn't make it and I'm praying with all of my might that he does, please know you have done everything possible to give him the chance to survive, but ultimately it is his choice to stay or go. I hope he chooses to stay for along, long time!! -- Belinda Happiness is being owned by cats ... Be-Mi-Kitties ... http://www.bemikitties.com Post Adoptable FeLV/FIV/FIP Cats/Kittens http://adopt.bemikitties.com FeLV Candle Light Service http://www.bemikitties.com/cls HostDesign4U.com (affordable hosting web design) http://HostDesign4U.com --- BMK Designs (non-profit web sites) http://bmk.bemikitties.com hr IRS CIRCULAR 230 NOTICE. Any advice expressed above as to tax matters was neither written nor intended by the sender or Mayer, Brown, Rowe Maw LLP to be used and cannot be used by any taxpayer for the purpose of avoiding tax penalties that may be imposed under U.S. tax law. If any person uses or refers to any such tax advice in promoting, marketing or recommending a partnership or other entity, investment plan or arrangement to any taxpayer, then (i) the advice was written to support the promotion or marketing (by a person other than Mayer, Brown, Rowe Maw LLP) of that transaction or matter, and (ii) such taxpayer should seek advice based on the taxpayers particular circumstances from an independent tax advisor hr This email and any files transmitted with it are intended solely for the use of the individual or entity to whom they are addressed. If you have received this email in error please notify the system manager. If you are not the named addressee you should not disseminate, distribute or copy this e-mail.
Re: Was - Cricket and a feeding tube my Buddies feeding tube :: For Wendy [long]
Thanks Kerry, Buddie was a very special girl, she lived her life on her terms. She was not a overly affectionate cat and when she got cancer I was petrified thinking she will never put up with the vet trips and chemo and all the fussing and handling involved. Buddie had on occasion tore a vet or two up when they didn't heed my be careful she doesn't like being held or picked up, sometimes she didn't even want to be touched. She would come to you and let you pet her for as long as she felt like it, then turn and run when she had had enough. When she got very over weight and had to go on a diet I was worried, she only ate dry food and that was making her fatter and fatter, I figured it was going to be hell to get her off it, but she surprised me and switched without any problem. Once she lost the 6 ounds over a year and a hlf that she needed to she became a different cat. I still remember the look of surprise on her face when she jumped from the floor to the table, something she had not been able to do while overweight. She was truly full of herself for that accomplishment. She also became more affectionate. It was about a year after that that she was diagnosed with liver cancer. She tolerated the vet trips and pokings and proddings surprisingly well for the first 4 treatments and then she decided she had had enough and quite eating. It took me 3 weeks of sitting in front og her every 15 minutes with a bowl of food to get her eating again, and I promised her we would stop the chemo if she just ate. She got 3 intravenous doses of chemo which I know helped immensly, and she was on prenisolone which was the regular treatment for her type of cancer. Had we continued with the chemo she woud have gotten one more intravenous dose and then gone on leukeran as a maintanence chemo (given orally at home) drug. She lived just over a year after she was diagnosed, most of that time was very good, and we bonded like never before, she actually followed me around and wanted to be in my lap, or at the very least in the same room. It was very special. In hindsight I maybe would have continued the oral chemo atleast, but at the time I did the best that I could given Buddies personality and what I thought she wanted. She put up with a lot more than I ever imagined she would. And as she had always done, lived and died in her own way, I wouldn't trade that year for anything:) -- Belinda Happiness is being owned by cats ... Be-Mi-Kitties ... http://www.bemikitties.com Post Adoptable FeLV/FIV/FIP Cats/Kittens http://adopt.bemikitties.com FeLV Candle Light Service http://www.bemikitties.com/cls HostDesign4U.com (affordable hosting web design) http://HostDesign4U.com --- BMK Designs (non-profit web sites) http://bmk.bemikitties.com
Re: Was - Cricket and a feeding tube my Buddies feeding tube :: For Wendy [long]
Hi Belinda, I loved your story about Buddie and her coming to love her feeding tube. How sweet! I wish I had had that opportunity, but I cannot discount all the others the good Lord gave me with Cricket. He was my baby. I am so sorry you lost Buddie. Like you, I asked Cricket before he left if he could come back and let me know he's ok, so I will wait for a sign. My husband was wonderful last night. He was very tender and understanding with me, and even though he has to get up at 4:30 am, he was going to sit with me until I stopped crying. I finally asked him to give me some alone time with Cricket because I knew he needed his rest. So I guess in sorrow and pain, there are always blessings if we look for them. This experience has ended up bonding my husband and me a little more. And my nephew with us as well. Thanks again Belinda, Wendy __ Yahoo! Mail - PC Magazine Editors' Choice 2005 http://mail.yahoo.com
