Post-Holiday Blues
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asphaltcowgrrlI’ve never been big on Christmas or, at least, not since my late teens I haven’t been. This year wasn’t any different. Stress, frustration, rushing… it all gets to you eventually. But this Christmas decided to give me an extra kick to the gut unexpectedly.
Friday, I worked a half day, came home, and went Christmas shopping for my kids. My husband and I got home, found our cat, Buddy – the poor thing that has been suffering with kidney failure – puking and shaking. At first, the vet thought that some anti-nausea medicine and extra fluids would help but, after a more thorough examination, she discovered that his organs were failing and he was dying. So, we did the only thing we could and gave him some peace.
(And I just read that Carrie Fisher passed away this morning… 2016 needs to stop right now.)
On the bright side, we do still have Nayla and she’s the picture of health. Happy, fat, and playful, she’s been helping us all cope with the loss of Buddy. But it’s hard. We brought him home in January 2011. He was as much a part of the family as Taylor or Madison.
The good news is, my sister’s English bulldog, Rollo, is doing well. The poor baby started having seizures on Thanksgiving (it has not been a good year for family pets it seems). But he’s doing well on his anti-seizure meds and is as happy as he can be at his age. Not to mention that my family is all happy (or as happy as we can be for now), healthy, and doing well. That matters the most.
Happy things to look forward to:
A week from tomorrow my baby will be fifteen! God help us all. A month after that, my other child will be seventeen and that scares me. Not because she’s getting older, but because she’s so close to graduating and starting a life of her own. Not that I expect her to move out anytime soon, but it’ll happen sooner than I expect, I’m sure. I also have lots and lots of stories inside me and this next year I plan to get them out. Obviously not all of them, but as many as I can. I’m pretending like 2016 didn’t kick my ass in every way possible and am heading into 2017 hopeful.
I apologize for such a sad post, but you were all so kind when we first discovered Buddy was ill that I thought you’d appreciate the update, even if it wasn’t a god one. Much love to you all and thank you so much for all the support this year.
BRING IT ON, 2017!
Friday, I worked a half day, came home, and went Christmas shopping for my kids. My husband and I got home, found our cat, Buddy – the poor thing that has been suffering with kidney failure – puking and shaking. At first, the vet thought that some anti-nausea medicine and extra fluids would help but, after a more thorough examination, she discovered that his organs were failing and he was dying. So, we did the only thing we could and gave him some peace.
(And I just read that Carrie Fisher passed away this morning… 2016 needs to stop right now.)
On the bright side, we do still have Nayla and she’s the picture of health. Happy, fat, and playful, she’s been helping us all cope with the loss of Buddy. But it’s hard. We brought him home in January 2011. He was as much a part of the family as Taylor or Madison.
The good news is, my sister’s English bulldog, Rollo, is doing well. The poor baby started having seizures on Thanksgiving (it has not been a good year for family pets it seems). But he’s doing well on his anti-seizure meds and is as happy as he can be at his age. Not to mention that my family is all happy (or as happy as we can be for now), healthy, and doing well. That matters the most.
Happy things to look forward to:
A week from tomorrow my baby will be fifteen! God help us all. A month after that, my other child will be seventeen and that scares me. Not because she’s getting older, but because she’s so close to graduating and starting a life of her own. Not that I expect her to move out anytime soon, but it’ll happen sooner than I expect, I’m sure. I also have lots and lots of stories inside me and this next year I plan to get them out. Obviously not all of them, but as many as I can. I’m pretending like 2016 didn’t kick my ass in every way possible and am heading into 2017 hopeful.
I apologize for such a sad post, but you were all so kind when we first discovered Buddy was ill that I thought you’d appreciate the update, even if it wasn’t a god one. Much love to you all and thank you so much for all the support this year.
BRING IT ON, 2017!
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Date: 2016-12-28 03:40 am (UTC)Kidney disease in cats *sucks* to high heaven - there are groups researching it and trying to stop it and I hope they do. I'm sorry for your loss, but I'm glad he had loving, caring people - that made him a very fortunate fur-bear.
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Date: 2016-12-28 05:39 pm (UTC)Yes, yes it does! This is the third cat we've lost to it - our first was 15 years old, so it wasn't as unexpected. The second was a Himalayan/Siamese mix and I've been told both of those breeds have a bad history with kidney disease. That would be amazing if someone could find a way to stop it.
Thanks again - he was very well loved and we all miss him dearly. We adopted him when he was a year old and had him in our home for nearly 6 years (just a few weeks shy at that).