Jada has been a bit skittish about being picked up or held in any way for the first week here, so we've tried to limit our contact with her to petting and scratching around her neck or under her jaw (she makes cranky noises otherwise). We'll offer our hands to her so she can sniff them, and when she's feeling friendly, she'll thrust her head into our fingers and rub it around.
So today I had my follow-up appointment with the doctor who put me on Pancrecarb back in July. On his instructions, I stopped taking it at the end of August, but my symptoms (I'll spare you the details) came back with a vengeance within a week and a half. Which means that the problem hasn't resolved itself. Sometimes a bacterial infection can throw the whole system out of whack temporarily, and Pancrecarb can help your body do what it's supposed to while its inner workings return to normal over a few months; since that didn't happen, we need to do some tests to look for other causes. Not what I hoped would be the outcome of this trial, but it is what it is.
I came home pretty unhappy about the tests that are now in my near future, among them, an endoscopy with some biopsies. That in particular shouldn't be a difficult procedure, according to the nice little information packet the nurse gave me after the doctor and I had talked -- I'll be sedated -- but it is unsettling all the same. Of course, we've got company at home right now (D's brother and the brother's fiancée, who've just gone to bed) so I haven't had the chance to sit with the thoughts in my head until this moment.
When I did finally get to plop down on the couch, Jada appeared. And she put her front paws on my knees and asked with a little meow to be picked up -- a first for her since she's been so reluctant to be touched. I lifted her into my lap and let her stand there, looking around from her new vantage point. Then she arranged herself very deliberately over my knees and cuddled down for a nap. I've been typing as carefully as I can so as not to disturb her -- it's such a nice feeling to have her so close.
So like I said, you can't be that down at the end of a rough day if you have a kitty in your lap. Especially one that gives you her trust as a present when you most need something to comfort you. Too bad she can't come with me for the procedure!
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4 comments:
Oh dear my bloggy friend, no, this is not what we wanted to hear. Our bodies, eh? Maybe many years from now we'll just be able to put in an order for a replacement part. If that was now then I would put in an order for a new back.
Let's hope that you sail through all the forthcoming tests and I can vouch for the fact that when one is a bit low or achy the love of a pet is a wonderful thing
x
My husband had a copy of endoscopies - pretty painless stuff, really. He was eating within an hour or so after. Hope it all goes well.
Best wishes for you CT. You know, I've missed a lot of your health-related post, and now your posts hav me thinking about my own kidney stone and GI problems . . . Hm.
Anyway, thinking of you! Glad you have kitty comfort.
FF -- thanks for the good wishes. Funny, regarding ordering replacement parts, I just watched The Island with D. Coincidences ...
Tara -- thanks, that's good to know. Hopefully all will be routine!
GEW -- thanks, and yes, kitty comfort is so good. Hope I'm not freaking you out about the health stuff! Happy to provide more information over e-mail if you've got questions.
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