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Thomas.

The night before New Year's Eve, Thomas stopped eating or drinking. He was listless, and had no interest in being snuggled or engaging in favorite activities, like playing with the water. The morning of New Year's Eve, we called around until we found an open vet who could see him right away. They diagnosed him with constipation and a mild obstruction, gave him laxatives and anti-nausea drugs, and sent him home.

He got worse.

New Year's Day, we went to a vet closer to home, where he received an enema, more anti-nausea medication, and a second examination. By this point, he had lost quite a bit of weight, and was visibly unwell. Still, he rallied after treatment, and was sent home.

He got worse.

Yesterday, we were finally referred to the emergency vet, where an ultrasound revealed a mass obstructing his small intestine. Surgery happened that night. There was no necrosis, and the mass (a congealed, compressed hairball) was successfully removed. He ran a fever for some time afterward, but this responded well to antibiotics, and went down. He was not sent home.

Thomas is currently hospitalized for recovery. His digestive system is not working properly; he has not had any food in four days, although he is able to receive subcutaneous fluids. He is not out of the woods. The woods are dark and deep and full of wolves, and I am so scared, and he is so sick. My baby boy is so sick. I don't have children: I have my cats. They are the world to me, and I am so afraid right now. So please. If I am quiet, if I am slow, if I am a little off from what you expect, be kind to me.

I am waiting for the sky to fall.

marziek

January 4 2017, 07:27:59 UTC 5 months ago

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The sky can't fall. It just CAN'T fall. It shall not.

I hope that as they slowly get him off heavy duty pain meds, and keep him on his GI meds, he bounces back. And that those liver function enzymes behave themselves.

Hugs for you. Cheekrubs for Alice and Meg.

ravens_shadow

January 4 2017, 07:39:16 UTC 5 months ago

I am sending all the good thoughts, all the healing thoughts, that I can to you and Thomas, that he will make it through those dark woods and find the light at your door.

turtlesong17

January 4 2017, 07:42:42 UTC 5 months ago

i am so sorry that thomas is sick and that you are feeling so lost and afraid. i am keeping you both in my thoughts.

acelightning

January 4 2017, 08:32:27 UTC 5 months ago

An ancient Egyptian stela contains a spell/prayer to Bast for healing a cat who has been stung by a scorpion. The Goddess is invoked into every part of the cat's anatomy, symbolically endowing the cat with Bast's own strength and power:

Thomas' paws are Bast's paws; Thomas' eyes are Bast's eyes; Thomas' mouth is Bast's mouth; Thomas' heart is Bast's heart; Thomas' liver is Bast's liver; Thomas' belly is Bast's belly; Thomas' entrails are Bast's entrails. No poison nor sickness can harm Thomas, because the strength of the Goddess is in every part of his body!

bunny_m

January 4 2017, 09:36:45 UTC 5 months ago

Thank you for sharing this, it is beautiful.

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naurwen

January 4 2017, 08:34:07 UTC 5 months ago

May the sky not fall!
I hope he will fully recover - soon! Now!

mysterysquid

January 4 2017, 08:53:58 UTC 5 months ago

Oh no. Sending good thoughts.

I'll *finally* pick up a copy of Every Open Door tomorrow too.

notalwaysweak

January 4 2017, 09:54:52 UTC 5 months ago

I am pouring every good thought, every wish, every hope your way.

clothsprogs

January 4 2017, 10:17:17 UTC 5 months ago

{HUGS!}

Teddy

batwrangler

January 4 2017, 10:51:13 UTC 5 months ago

Sending so much love and support to Thomas and you. My Shine had obstruction surgery two years ago. It was harrowing (but she is fine now).

January 4 2017, 11:28:11 UTC 5 months ago

*sends several prayers to Bast and others for you and Thomas*

He is not out of the woods. The woods are dark and deep and full of wolves, and I am so scared, and he is so sick. My baby boy is so sick. I don't have children: I have my cats. They are the world to me, and I am so afraid right now. So please. If I am quiet, if I am slow, if I am a little off from what you expect, be kind to me.

I am waiting for the sky to fall.

Solidarity, Ms McGuire. So many of us have been there, and know that terror all too well.

You are not alone, and we add our get well wishes to yours.

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seticat

January 4 2017, 12:22:49 UTC 5 months ago

Mother Bast hold him against harm;
Mother Bast bless him against harm.
Through the sun rising; through the sun setting.
Through the moon rising; through the moon setting.
May the wind sooth him and the rain cool him.
May the earth support him and the air lift him.
Until he rests safe again in your arms.