Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Mitten Paws

I think I may have mentioned before my borderline obsessive love for my little cat. I think it's because of her magical powers. The magical powers of Mitten Paws. Mitten Paws can get me to do almost anything. A piece of chicken from my plate or a few extra treats? A quick flash of the mitten paws and she can have any food in the house. Drop what I'm doing and go over and pet her instead? If she comes by me and does that thing where she tentatively picks up one little mitten paw off the ground and holds it there looking at me, I'll stop CPR on a dying man to pet her. Magical powers in her mitten paws I tell you. Look, how can you resist?
Kristen says "Leave comments on Bizzybiz! Obey the mitten paws."

I am sitting here at work sobbing like an asshole right now. Why? Because I've discovered one thing that can't be fixed by the magical powers of Mitten Paws. I finally took Kristen for the Echocardiogram first suggested by the vet back in May (thanks Fishy!). I got the results back today: my precious angel is a very sick kitty. Her heart is working too hard and if we don't treat it, it will just get bigger and bigger until it kills her. There is no cure, only medication to slow the progress of the disease. Treating it means pilling her every single day for the rest of her life. Not treating it means one day, and one day soon, she will suddenly drop dead. When they told me that I thought "oh, sick for a couple days, then she dies." Um, no. Further research yielded this discovery: "Outward signs of HCM may include a barely noticeable increase in breathing rate, rear leg paralysis, or the sudden death of a cat that seemed healthy only moments earlier." Moments people, not days. My poor little angel.

I need to stop crying, I can't send out reports with globs of snot all over them. Just needed to take a moment and share my pain.

7 comments:

monogodo said...

Sorry to hear about your cat's health situation. It sucks when it happens. I'm just waiting for the day either or both of my cats die. One is 14, the other is 13, and I've had them since they were kittens. It'll be hard, but I've enjoyed every day I've had with them.

L-M said...

I am a fellow cat obsessive and I can't think of anything worse. You have my extreme and utmost sympathy.

Michelle said...

Oh I have tears in my eyes. I hate hearing about a sick kitty. I am a big cat lover, I have two of my own and my mom has a bunch. You have my deepest sympathy.

Amanda Frazier said...

Oh man! Well, you know I'm a dog person, but it doesn't really matter. When they are your furry little babies, you love them like people love their kids!
Just don't cry hysterically around her if you can help it because somehow, they pick up on your sadness!

H said...

Aw, I'm so, so sorry to hear about it. Will keep you and the mittens of love in my prayers. Just spend the rest of her time loving her just as much as you always have done, and know she's happy. Agh, the tears.

amberance said...

Thanks so much everybody. What she has is called hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. Basically the walls of her heart are thickening because her heart is pumping much harder than it actually needs to. Most of what I'm reading says most cats with this condition live about 2 or 3 years after diagnosis, though my aunt (who is a vet) says she's treated cats with HCM that lived basially normal lives for many many years.

I'm doing better than yesterday, I've only cried three times today.

Sorry I'm not very funny right now...

tony93637 said...

so sorry to hear you gotta sick kitty amber... i got 3 cats myself. i think what your aunt said was very hopeful, i think i'd go with that and do the meds just to be sure. take good care of ur mitten paws.