( Apr. 2nd, 2016 08:02 am)
Their cover even works well live...absolutely stunning!

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( Mar. 15th, 2016 08:47 am)
Whether it's your state's turn to vote today, as it is mine, or yours is to come...VOTE!!!

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( Mar. 4th, 2016 04:23 pm)
Here's a picture J took of me with Lars at the e-vet on Monday night when I was bidding goodnight to him before we left him there for his emergency care. There's nothing quite like the love between soulmates.... <3


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His blood glucose is still a bit wonky, with numbers ranging from the 150s-180s up to as high as the 270s on one stick, but...yeah...very much above the incredibly scary numbers he was clocking in with on Monday night. We're still foregoing any insulin if he measures in over 200 for a few more days, but so far he's only had a couple of sticks where he's actually been over the 200 threshold for giving him any anyway.

He's active, alert, bright-eyed and otherwise his amusing and loving self. His appetite could be a little better, but otherwise he's about back to normal.

His downloading remains okay on the lower doses of Lactulose, so we're slowly tapering him back up to his regular dose on that as we see fit. No need to make him go from the constipation extreme to the other end of the spectrum so...yeah.

So...

Whew. Think we got him through this one...
We had to go out of state for a funeral (my Uncle Fred, who lives in Ohio, died) over last weekend, so we had to board the kittehs while we were gone. Things went well according to all reports. They did mention that he'd been picky with his wet food but that he'd eaten his kibbles pretty well, and that he'd only needed insulin that morning when I'd come to pick him up.

Brought him home and he was acting normally initially. He disappeared not long after I got home, but that's not unusual for him. J got home from work around 1830, was looking for the kittehs to say hello again after not seeing them since Friday morning, but couldn't find Lars. Weird...

Fast forward to around 1900-1915; we hear one of the cats start howling. Sounded like a Dorene howl when she saw a strange cat outside. Happens again, but it's coming from the den. Look around and find Lars hiding under the Fancy Chair, looking Not Right. Eyes dilated, panting. I ask J--should we take a blood glucose reading? Yes...

Do it, comes back at 23!!! WTF?!?! Shit!!! We know to give him sugar right away, but the only liquid form of sugar we have in the house is maple syrup--okay, that's gonna have to do. Give Lars a bit via syringe while I'm calling up Brookville trying to get ahold of a vet there to let them know/ask how the fuck to proceed as they're about to close for the night and do not offer overnight care. Dr on site says to it's better to use light corn syrup, but maple syrup will work, too. Give 2cc every 10 minutes, then test blood glucose (BG). Call back right after. We manage to get the BG up to 28, lather/rinse/repeat, it goes back to 25.

Time for the e-vet. We bundle a very limp and unresponsive Lars into his carrier and drive him out to Lisle's Emergency Veterinary Services. They do a quick triage on him and determine he needs to stay overnight. We tell them his extensive medical history, give him all the vet information for both Brookville and VCA Aurora, and go home to try and rest so we can get up in time for the 0730 deadline for pickup.

We get a call around 2330 from Dr. S at the E-vet--Lars' BG is not coming up very quickly. In fact it goes up a little bit, then goes back down again. They've been giving bostules (like bursts) of dextrose along with the constant dextrose drip, feeding him, and giving him a high calorie gel supplement. She wants to run blood work on him to rule out any other issues going on--I give consent. All blood work comes back normal, thank Bast. Also, Lars had a couple of bouts of diarrhea--probably related to stress. Probably wouldn't want to give Lars any of his Lactulose constipation medication for a couple of days once he was home...

Lars' BG finally comes up and maintains a low normal in the 150s around 0500. We get sent home with an almost full bag of IV fluids with glucose, a tube of the high calorie supplement, the Cone of Shame that Lars had been wearing because he'd been fussing with the catheter during his stay, and Lars with the capped catheter still in his leg. He's to go straight to his regular vet for further monitoring, so I take him right to Brookville. No docs were in when I got there, but they had the faxed over docs from the e-vet and knew that Lars was to continue on the Dextrose IV drip, so they did that until one of the docs arrived.

I had my pre-op screening with my GP at 1000, so I did that and just drove right back out to Brookville after my appointment was done to get a Lars update in person. Dr. Lyn told me Lars' BG was stable in the 150s and I could take him home, to go back to our regular routine of checking his BG twice a day, and to let him "run hot" as the e-vet recommended for several days, meaning no insulin even if his BG was over 200 to let his body systems recover a bit. Also, reminded me to forego the Lactulose for a couple days, too.

Get home and notice the first thing Lars is doing is fussing with the compression bandage where the now removed IV catheter had been. I knew it was too soon to try to remove same, so I put Lars back into the Cone of Shame for an hour before I called back Brookville to see when I could remove the bandage safely.

I got the all clear around 1215. Take the Cone of Shame off of Lars so it's not in the way and get to work. It was a bitch to get off. In fact...Yeah...I couldn't get it off. I tried to find the loose end on the wrap, but it was so tight I couldn't get it off. Lars was uncomfortable and showed it with gentle licks and nips until...all of a sudden...CHOMP!!! Bit my left thumb in the middle of my cuticle line very VERY hard--so hard I thought I heard a crunching noise. I leave Lars where he is on the bed, grab the phone with my good hand, and race to the bathroom to go put my thumb under hot water to start flushing the wound. It was bleeding quite well and it hurt like a mother fucker.

GPs office tells me to go directly to Urgent Care, where they've got more means to care for me than their office. I go, get seen right away. Betadine soak immediately after initial exam, then x-rays of my thumb at my stern prompting to make sure no bone chipping happened from the bite because of the crunching sound I heard. X-rays came back clean. Get a scrip for high dose Augmentin for ten days, instructed to soak thumb at least twice a day in warm water, to wash it at least twice daily with antibacterial soap and to keep it bandaged up for at least the next 2-3 day and then to leave it unbandaged overnight thereafter.

Go home and find that Lars has partially chewed some of the compression bandage off his leg. I'm out of give-a-fuck calories at this point and decide to just let him chew at it until his daddy gets home. :o/ Once J gets home we try again, have no luck, and finally dig out the first aid snub nosed safety scissors and do what I should've done in the first place and cut the fucking thing off. We're all happier for the fact that the bandage is finally off.

How's Lars doing now? Yesterday's BG numbers were in the mid 150s again, but this morning he turned in somewhere in the 270s if I'm remembering correctly; I don't feel like getting up to look at his log book, so...yeah, LOL. He's acting like his normal self for the most part. Active when he should be, seeking out attention. His appetite could be better, but it's not terrible by any means. Downloads are still a little soft, but coming around. J gave him 1 Cc of his laxative this AM, so we'll gradually ramp him back up to his normal dose on that.

That was some scary fucking shit. I hope we don't have to go through that again any time soon... :o/
An Unnamed LJ friend sent me a private message over there and questioned if I was okay the other day, noting I'd been absent from these forums for awhile. I checked back---well, shit! :/

I'm indeed alive, but a lot going on. Will post more about same later today...

I'm so used to thinking everybody reading here is on Facebook where I'm a much more prolific poster, but, alas...yeah...not so much for at least a handful of you. I've been remiss in not posting more over here to keep you all as equally informed about my latest (mis)adventures...

I'll be back, I promise...

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When we brought Uly in yesterday for his urinary issues, we also had Dr. B check out a small marble sized lump under his left front arm that J had discovered a couple of months ago. Upon further inspection a smaller cousin lump was found under Uly's right front arm. Dr. said it was a mass in the mammary tissue and that both should be removed. So, instead of spending the day with Dr. B for some fluids to get him to pee and get a urinalysis and blood draw, he had what basically amounted to a bi-lateral radical mastectomy of two of his eight (?) kitteh bewbs. Poor fella.

But what about the rest of it? The urinalysis found small to moderate crystals in his urine, which was likely causing irritation and also causing the errant pissing. Blood work all came back normal, thank Bast, as did the chest x-ray to check the lungs out for any extraneous lumps from the mammary masses issue. The larger of the two removed mammary masses was sent out for cytology and we should hopefully hear something as early as tomorrow, but by early next week for sure.

So Uly had to spend the night at the Cat Clinic, with the Cone of Shame because of the stitches in his armpits. We brought him home this afternoon. Poor fella won't let J out of his sight for very long, and he spends a lot of time laying around with his head down. While I was gone out bowling tonight, he briefly removed the Cone of Shame to give Uly a break from it and it didn't take but several minutes for Uly to start fussing with this sutures, so back on it went. We've both realized that the lids on the three covered boxes must all come off in order to accomodate for Uly's Cone, and we're praying that Uly doesn't have any potty issues while he's stuck with is "buddy".

So home treatment includes a once daily pain medication for post-op pain and a once daily liquid antibiotic for any possible secondary infections that might be brewing in his urinary tract as a result of the irritation of the crystals.

So...yeah...We've got a pretty sad sack post-op baby in the house right now. Our hearts are breaking for him--how do you explain to a kitteh that 1) he can't go into his former comfortable safe room because we don't trust him not to piss on everything in sight out of habit in there; 2) that he has to wear that ridiculous and somewhat heavy cone so he won't pull out his stitches, making everything he tries to do from eating to pottying a pain in the fucking ass; and 3) that his "sibling" kittehs are suspicious of him because he smells of Cat Clinic and medicines. Sigh. It's tough for us, but even tougher for him, and that's what makes it so bloody hard. </3
You may or may not recall last summer when we had an errantly pissing cat in our midst. We took all four kids in for checkups and nothing physically panned out. Eventually the errant pissing stopped as far as we knew, and since we were never able to catch any of the silly bastards in the act of actually errantly pissing we eventually let it go and forgot about it.

Fast forward to about two-three weeks ago. We had a nylon cube and tunnel cat toy set up dealie for the kids to hide and play in for over a year. We'd noticed Uly had started to scratch a lot as if he were trying to bury something at the end of the tunnel over the last couple of months, but there was no evidence of any potty doings so we figured he was just being weird. That is, until the aforementioned two-three weeks ago. While we were attending to Lars' medical needs one weekday morning we heard a tell-tale pissing sound hitting nylon--and we caught Uly in mid-piss. That was the end of the cube/tunnel toy...RIP...

Today while I was gone getting at my therapist's getting my head shrunk, J went into the guest room to make a note in Uly's health notes book that he'd vomited his breakfast this morning. Uly followed him in there, jumped up on the guest room bed, squatted, and proceeded to piss all over the bed right in front of J. WTFBBQ!?!?!?! J sometimes sleeps in the guest bedroom to give me a break from his snoring and to give his back a break from the dying mattress in the master bedroom and he'd mentioned about a week or so ago that he thought the bed smelled of cat piss, but he thought it might just be the litter box next to the bed needing to be changed out. Upon stripping the bed to launder the pissed upon linens, we discovered that the mattress pad showed many many other cat pissings. Thank Bast for the plastic mattress cover beneath that which was still intact from being put on from back when Diva cat was with us and having trouble controlling her pissings. The mattress itself, again, thank Bast, appears to be stain free...Whew...

Uly had yet another errant pissing event this evening while we were (finally) disassembling Christmas. J had the tree storage unit thingus (it's like a nylon thing with compartments for each part of an artificial tree with a handle on one end and wheels on the other for easy movement) out and laying flat on the floor, ready for the tree parts to be placed in it. Uly jumped in the open thingus, squatted, and PSSSS!!! Promptly pissed in it. Sweet Jesus Christ you never saw two people move so fast to get a cat out of a container!!!

Clearly something is up with our boy. J's able to work from home/take some time away from work to take Uly to the vet for a look-see. He has a past history of urinary crystals, which we still think are under control with Rx food, though that's not a certainty right now with his errant pissing of late. We'll find out tomorrow. It should be fun--arctic frigid temperatures and a cat who acts out at the vet? Yeah, good times, which is why J's taking time out of his day as I'm unable to assist the vet/techs to control Uly while they examine him (J can do so very well). Fingers crossed that it's nothing that we can't rectify, and we're hoping upon all hopes that it's not some weird sort of behavioral thing we'll have to learn to live with...

Dammit!! This is why we can't have nice things!!! :/
Another shocker this morning when I woke up. Such an incredibly gifted and prolifically talented man. He was one of my favorite contemporary actors. And now he's gone. FUCK CANCER!!!

Found these clips on the You-Tube for a little levity to help assuage my deep sadness.

Alan Rickman-off with Benedict Cumberbatch and Jimmy Fallon


Alan Rickman Takes Jimmy Fallon to Task for His Impersonation... ;)



Rest well, Mr. Rickman. You will be dearly missed...
David was one of the many British Music Icons that I worshiped as a young teen, discovering him during his "Let's Dance" period in the mid '80s. Many memories came to mind yesterday upon learning of his death, but the big one that did was the following video clip. Cable TeeVee didn't come to our somewhat rural neighborhood until spring of 1987, so it was public airwaves for us. I WANTED MY MTV SO BAD!!! LOL! My alternative choice until then was a UHF channel (was it channel 50 or 60 out of Aurora, IL?) that mostly played B-list and classic end music videos. David Bowie's "Fashion" was one of them, and it became a fast favorite that I waited for in the rotation with baited breath... ;)

It's not even one of his best songs, but it's just...so...yeah...I loved it, and still love it.

Listen to me, Don't listen to me
Talk to me, Don't Talk to me
Dance with me, Don't dance with me
No...Beep-Beep!

That about sums it up for a weird and awkward new-wave girl in the 80s, doesn't it?

https://youtu.be/GA27aQZCQMk
He's basically been chugging along relatively well, really. His blood glucose levels, sadly, have remained in the mostly low-ish diabetic range (200-300) most days despite being off the oral Prednisone now for almost a month now. He's usually around the low to mid 200s range most of the time and the insulin does bring his BG down to under 200 after his insulin, so...yeah. The good news is he's generally been taking his ear sticks and his insulin doses like a total champ, so we're really pleased about his good-naturedness about that.

He's not so thrilled about his other meds, though. He still fusses over the mask on his inhaler sometimes and there's usually some quibbling over the Lactulose, too. He also hates his once weekly dose of Fosamax for his hypercalcemia, too, but at least that's once weekly! Otherwise he's eating his diabetic Rx diet like a champ most days and a very happy and content kitteh when not going through his twice daily meds regimen, LOL.

He's due for blood work to check his kidney function this month and due for a serum calcium check next month. We're mightily curious about his kidney function, what with him not being on a renal treatment diet for several months now. Last we knew late summer he was still firmly in stage II, so we're hoping that's still the case. *Fingers crossed*
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Spent the day up in K-town with J, the Brother Person and the Niece Person. It was a lovely day, with only a few digs at each other, LOL. ;o) Lots of good food, wonderful presents, and a lot of love were shared, as it should be.

Here's this year's picture of the Niece Person and me. She's not a little girl anymore--stands as tall as me now and still growing, I'm sure.

Cassie and me Christmas 2015


Hope all of y'all who celebrate had a Merry Christmas and those of you who don't celebrate it had a decent and lovely Friday!
We had to make a somewhat impromptu trip up to Minnesota for a funeral for J's family over Thanksgiving weekend (J's Aunt Linda died on 20 Nov and her funeral was up in Bagley on the Friday after Thanksgiving), so we therefore had to board three out of the four kids while we were away. Ulysses gets severely anxious and upset at the vet/in caged situations, so we had friends take care of him here at home. We boarded Dorene to make feeding time easier for our friends and because Dorene takes boarding like a champ anyway, and we have to board Harlow and Lars because of their medical needs.

A little pre-story: we'd not been testing Lars' blood glucose per instructions from VCA Aurora internal medicine; they'd said that at his very low dose of insulin it wasn't necessary. We'd told them that at Brookville when we brought him in (and in his copious medical and feeding instructions notes), but we toted along his glucometer in case they decided to go ahead and test his blood glucose anyway.

They did, and it's a good thing they did. In doing so, they discovered that our boy was turning in normal to almost low normal blood glucose numbers when they tested him before his feedings and thereby didn't need any insulin at all while in their care!! :) To say we were pleasantly surprised was an understatement! :) They encouraged us to let VCA know of their results and to continue regular blood glucose testing at home, which we have been. VCA was happy to hear the news and also encouraged us to regularly test and record his numbers. He's largely been turning in great numbers since he's been home, although the past couple of days he's been in the low 200s, which meant he needed his one unit of Lantus insulin before his meal(s). This seems to have some correlation with his still slowly tapering prednisolone taper--his BG numbers go up after he gets the pred, which does not surprise us at all as pred is known to increase blood sugar in all species who've ingested it and have had their blood tested.

We're hoping the Pred Taper That Never Ends will end with the current dosing regimen of .5ml every third day. He's really on so little of the stuff as to basically be inconsequential anyway, so...yeah...We shall see in about a week when I call back for new instructions.

The best news is that Lars' asthma is under decent control with the negligible dose of oral pred and the primary controller being the steroid Flovent inhaler. I do notice a slight bit of a wheezy purr every now and again, but nothing to be really concerned about in my mind. So at least there's that going for us, which is nice. I've talked to Dr. Lehal at Brookville about Lars' asthma; he says if Lars has symptoms after he's off the oral pred we can increase the Flovent puffs and add an albuterol rescue inhaler if needs be to avoid going back on the oral pred if at all possible, so we've got other options in that regard, too. Good to know... :)

So, yeah. We're hoping that once Lars is completely off the oral pred that his diabetes will largely be under control and hopefully his need for any insulin will be negligible to completely unnecessary! :)
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