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Mac's bloodwork results are in. His blood is, and I quote, "Super fantastic!"

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! EVERYBODY DO THE SUPER FANTASTIC DANCE!!!!!!

\o\ /o/ \o\ /o/
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For those who asked, a picture of Mac taken mere minutes ago. He was bribed with treats to put up with this. I'm not sure if the picture gives proper perspective but he is a big kitty. I call him my panther kitty because that's what he looks like. I've had contractors come to my house, see him, and go "Woah!" because they assume he could easily bite their heads off. Little do they know that he is a purr monster and all he wants is to make sure my lap is clear so that he can snuggle in it.

Mac! )

Also a picture of Luna so she is not left out. I apologize that she's not facing the camera. Every time I tried she would squint thanks to the flash and it gave her a look like she was terribly cross with you all, which is not her usual demeanor. She has BIG! YELLOW! EYES! if you want to fill that in with your imagination. But she is also made entirely out of fluff, which this picture shows clearly.

Luna! )
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Mac had his six month checkup today. He is currently 15.2 pounds, up from 13 & change six months ago. This puts him back at his pre-illness fighting weight! Everyone at the vet's marveled at how great he looks. Assuming all is well with his bloodwork his next vet visit will be in a year.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! \o/ \o/ \o/
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As she sits across my wrists while I type.

It's pouring down rain here in the land of Siam. It's a great day for proper tea, snuggling with cats, and weaving. Luckily that's exactly what's on my schedule as well. I appreciate it when Mother Nature is thoughtful in this way.

Mac had his 3-months-after-no-more-meds followup visit at the vet yesterday. He gained 2 more pounds! He's now at 13.7, which is very close to his original weight before he got sick. The folks at the vet's couldn't stop talking about how good he looked, both from a health perspective and in terms of how darned attractive he is. (Vet: "He's like a panther!" Me: "See? I don't just say these things to you because I'm your mother.")

We'll get the results of his blood test back Tuesday. If all is well on that front his next appointment will be in six months.
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It is turkey day here in the States. I'll be heading over to my folks' in a bit for food, food, and more food.

Amongst the things I'm grateful for this year is all y'all. Particularly, but by no means limited to, the way so many of you offered love, support, and practical help and information when Mac got sick. Everyone's generosity with that simply blew me away. I can't begin to say how much it meant.

Right now Mac and Luna are bookending me while doing synchronized kitty bathing. No, wait, I lie. Perhaps sensing that he's the topic of conversation, Mac has now climbed into my lap. He sends purrs, though he's loud enough that I'm sure you can hear him.

Anyway, happy Thanksgiving/Thursday!
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This weekend was spent on the annual pilgrimage to Rhinebeck, aka the NY Sheep and Wool festival, aka OMG PRETTY YARN I MUST HAVE IT ALL!!!!!

It was a great gathering this year. The weather was the platonic ideal of crisp Fall, sunshine, and foliage either at peak or darn near close to.

I spent my time helping the economy and adopting homeless yarn. I also convinced [personal profile] christinenj to take up weaving and to buy a drop spindle. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!! Now I just have to convince [personal profile] anomilygrace to buy a loom and my plans for world domination... well won't be complete or anything but it would give me one more person to squee over looms with, so there's at least some upside.

Anyone curious about the yarn I bought can check out my updated stash at Ravelry (I'm craftbq over there, if you haven't friended me yet). I have so much yarn now it's overflowing in my baskets. Which means I either need more baskets or I need to use up yarn faster. Probably both.

Some meals were provided care of the Apple Pie Bakery Cafe at the Culinary Institute of America. All was good, but I'm not ashamed to say that the breakfast I had there yesterday morning was a religious experience. Possibly also a sexual one. This is definitely going into the regular roster of things to do when I go to Rhinebeck.

The cats survived with my dad checking in on them while I was gone. As of me typing this, they've finally calmed down from the stage where they need to attach themselves to me like Velcro because OMGIWASGONEFOREVER and instead are doing it at their usual level of being powered by snuggles as much as they are by sunlight.

Tomorrow I return to work where I'll be there but my boss will not, so hopefully I can catch up on everything that happened while I was gone. It'd be great if I could be paid to stay home and knit all the things, but sadly that's just not happening. Ah well.
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News from the vet today is that Mac's blood tests came back normal! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

The next steps are to wean him off his current meds (use up what he has, no more refills) and then bring him back to the vet in 2-3 months to see how he's doing without them in his system.

This is so beyond anything I let myself hope for. Heck, I'm still keeping part of my heart steeled against the news in 2-3 months that he somehow got worse again. But to think that he was at the point where he was 24 hours away from death, and now he's happily curled up in a ball beside me - that's pretty awesome.

The vet said he's a little miracle kitty and I believe it. I can't thank everyone who sent prayers, healing vibes, and support (both emotional and informational) enough. There's no way he or I would've gotten to this point without you.
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It's 86 and humid right now. It is also fall. WTF MOTHER NATURE??

Ahem.

Today has been productive so far, starting with me getting a much-needed haircut and then followed by taking Mac to the vet. We'll get the results of his bloodwork back on Tuesday, but the official word right now is that it looks like Mac is doing awesomely. He's eating, he's energetic, he's affectionate, he's gained two whole pounds since last month - all of the very, very good.

Which is part of why my next step will be to snuggle with him and take a nap. But obviously I had to share the good news.
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Breakfast today was almost entirely local farm food - honey wheat bread, eggs, apples, cheese, paired with cups of proper tea (the tea not being local). It is the simple joys in life, I tell you.

This meal kicks off my Day of Canning. I canned tomatoes for the first time last year and I have to say the yummy taste they gifted me with through the cold, out-of-season months was well worth the effort. Plus I like shoring up my skills so that when the apocalypse comes people will be willing to keep me around, since god knows with my eyesight there is just no way I'll be able to double tap zombies. I like to contribute, is what I'm saying.

Knock on wood but Mac continues to do okay. he's got a checkup on the 25th, so think good thoughts. Depending on how his health is, I may be able to make it down to the Stewart/Colbert rally on Oct 30. I mention this not as a reason to hope Mac feels well - healthy and happy kitty is reason all on its own - but to answer the question of if I'll be heading down there.

I've reserved a hotel room just in case 8)

Now to start taking care of the tomatoes. Hopefully they're not of the killer variety. Note to self: sharpen knives first.
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Today was cool enough that I could open my windows. Then when I got home it was so cool I had to close them a bit so I wouldn't be too cold.

Bliss, I tell you. Bliss.

In other news, Mac continues to be at home and taking meds and other things that we don't talk about too much for fear of jinxing things. There's ups and downs, is the short version. One day he's happily playing with a toy mouse, the next he's sending me into panic attacks because he's not eating.

Supposedly these ups and downs are to be expected, according to what the vet told me. Personally I'd rather not have them.

I'd also like to upgrade Mac and Luna to the immortal option, while I'm at it.
thebratqueen: Cottage (Siam)
Mac is now being let out of the bedroom. He and Luna are still getting reacquainted with each other and there's been some trial and error on how best to handle the food situation (both Luna and Mac felt more comfortable having separate eating spaces, instead of right next to each other like they did before). But I'm making sure to give everyone praise and individual love and snuggles, so so far so good.

I kept Mac in the bedroom with me last night and may keep on doing that until such time as he decides he doesn't like it. This way I know he's got a solid amount of time where he's the only one who can reach his food dishes, just on the odd chance that Luna starts sneaking some of his food when I'm at work. Not that she's shown any interest so far, but paranoia is my middle name.

Today is the annual BBQ at my co-op complex. Due to all my time and energy being poured into kitty related things I didn't get a chance to make anything. On the other hand I'm donating my grill for cooking purposes so that should hopefully even things out. Today so far is overcast and will supposedly not get too hot, so we lucked out with the weather.

I'll actually need to clean up and get changed to go to the BBQ soon, but at the moment Luna is cuddled in my lap so understandably I won't be going anywhere for a little while.
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Mac had his second post-homecoming checkup yesterday. His first checkup, which was last week, wasn't so great because he'd lost weight and wasn't eating very much. This week was much better. I've been - force feeding sounds so violent. Assisting him with feeding? Hand feeding? Point being I supplemented what he was eating on his own with food I gave him while he was in my lap wrapped up like a kitty burrito, and he's grown in strength and his fur is all shiny and he gained a pound! YAY! \o/

Word from the vet is to stay the course and bring him back in a month, assuming nothing goes wrong. (Which I'm not assuming, but even so it's nice to have a guideline.)

If he gets good enough about eating I'll start letting him out of the bedroom so he can hang with Luna. I suspect no matter what he's going to want to keep having me all to himself at night. Admittedly it's hard to say no to an adorable furry creature who sighs with contented pleasure at the sheer joy of of being near you. And the joy of using your arm as a pillow.

Fingers crossed, further updates when I have them, mega thanks to everyone who's been sending good thoughts in our direction.
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When Stuff happens in my life I tend to go into hiding, because that's how I cope. But then Stuff happens for a while and I end up more or less vanishing for weeks on end, which I realize is not good either.

I'm admittedly uncertain about what to say because in many ways I'm still in hiding mode. DON'T TALK ABOUT IT DON'T LOOK AT IT EVERYTHING'S FINE STOP MAKING BAD STUFF REAL. But the short version is that Mac's been sick. Is still sick. I'm putting the details here behind a cut because animals being less than happy upsets me and I'm sure I'm not the only one who's like that. more details on Mac's illness. Also cut because this gets long. The short version is that eventually both of us became sick. )

We are not out of the woods yet by a looooooooooooooooooooooooong shot. Any one little thing could go wrong and we're right back to Very Bad. I'm trying not to force myself to think too far ahead and to simply look at it moment by moment.

But with him being sick, and then me being sick, and the emotions and the everything - well to say that I'm low on spoons is a vast understatement. At this point I think I'm missing an entire silverware drawer.

Which is why I'm probably going to scuttle back into hiding again. But I wanted to let people know so they'd understand.

So... there we are. Now I go take care of Mac again.

Home!

May. 24th, 2010 07:37 pm
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As I type this I have a kitties taking turns on my lap as they say, in their own ways, "OMGNEVERLEAVEAGAIN!!!!"

The chaos of work turns into chaos of travel as I found out at 8:30pm last Friday that I was heading out to California for more work stuff. Which caused a bit of flailing on my part as I tried to get everything ready in time. But on the good side it meant I got to see an [personal profile] airawyn who was kind enough to pick me up at the airport and hang with me not just that night but on Tuesday, which meant I had company for the Joss/NPH episode of Glee!

Otherwise it was non-stop work stuff until Wednesday, when M-sis came to get me so that I could spend a few days with her, Elder Brother, and the hobbit children. The kids continue to be aggressively adorable so all in all it was a great few days.

I got back home around midnightish last night, and today has been about sleeping late, unpacking, cleaning, and reminding the cats that I still love them even if I abandoned them for SEVEN WHOLE DAYS.

So hi! =)
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I was going to do some gardening today - pulling weeds and such - but when I got home yesterday I found that this had already been done. Weeds pulled, my plants thankfully left alone, and mulch put down. I would say that this was done by house elves except I can't remember if house elves do gardening (for if they did, surely they would be called garden elves?) (and yes, the house/garden issue is what my brain stuck on in terms of the possibility of house elves doing the weeding for me and not, say, the issue of their being fictional).

I have discovered the reason why the birds are so loud this season. A handful of them (two different species, ergo my reluctance to say 'flock') have taken up residence in the roof of the building next door. They've been spending their time building nests, so when I look out my bedroom window I can see them going to the ground, picking up twigs and suchlike objects, and flying back up to then FLUTTERFLUTTERFLUTTERSQUEEEEEEZE themselves into the bit of space that allows them to get inside of the building. At least I assume the twigs and such are for nesting. They could be building bombs. Which might be wise considering I'm pretty sure there's a hawk that lives in a tree nearby.

While the nest and/or bomb building goes on, two to three birds stand on top of the roof and keep an eye out for trouble. I find it interesting that here we have two different kinds of birds (sparrows and something else I don't know off the top of my head. Little bigger than the sparrows and darker) and they don't have any problems sharing what amounts to a neighborhood, or teaming up for danger-watching duties.

Again, I assume it's danger-watching. Mostly I see them looking around and chirping a lot. They could be talking birdy smack to make sure nobody comes to take their home away. "Stay away!" they might be chirping. "You in no way want this home, because it has been hit hard by the recession and isn't in a good school system! Also we have a bomb made of twigs!"

Anyway, that's the Mutual of Omaha program going on outside of my bedroom window. The funny thing is that I've been more fascinated by this than my cats have. Maybe the birds told Mac and Luna about the bomb.
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The day dawns bright and sunny with a breeze that's fairly pleasant once you've secured the things in the house that are liable to blow away when a stray wind hits them. Alternatively you can just make a note of where they've blown off to so that you can pick them up later when you're not trapped underneath a cat.

On a possibly related note, Mac says hi.

Easter plans are to do dinner with the folks with dessert being the Nutella cake I made. In the meanwhile I'll be relaxing and doing creative type things.

Outside the birds are chirping as loud as ever. Based on tone, I think we've moved past pick-up lines and onto birdy dozens as they attempt to defend their turf. If you listen carefully you can hear them:

"Your mamma's so dumb she migrates north for the winter!"

"Yeah? Your mamma's so dumb she takes dust baths in puddles of water!"

"Well your mamma's so fat that when she sits on eggs they come out scrambled!"

Tsk. So rude, really.
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It is violently nice outside. Seriously. The sun tried to mug me when I was bringing my stuff to the recycling bin. I've always said you can't trust that big, glowing bastard.

Still, it's doing that thing where it's neither too warm nor too cold. All my windows are open, which the cats are thrilled about. Particularly as the birds are being quite vocal in their efforts to make it clear that 1) they are birds 2) they have the ability to make noise and 3) they would like to do so VERY LOUDLY.

Mind you that I don't speak bird. It's probably more likely that this is mating season and what they're actually saying is chirpy variations on "What's your sign?"

I have made dessert for tomorrow's dinner. It is Nutella cake, which if nothing else smells very good. I'll let you know tomorrow how it tastes.
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Winter ends and spring arrives in much the same fashion: 70 degrees F. I LIVE IN NEW ENGLAND, WHAT THE SHIT IS THAT???

I suppose it's an improvement over the last weekend of Holy Crap, Wind! I've had power all this week, which is more than a lot of folks in town could say. Crews have been called in from all over to help with the repairs and cleanup. Every day you see multiple energy company trucks going around like small herds of yellow elephants as they head off to wherever they're needed. Sometimes you see folks waving or honking their horns at them as a way of cheering them on and saying thanks.

All my windows are open. The cats are very appreciative as they do enjoy their kitty TV. Though they also enjoy me as they take turns lying across my wrists as I sit here with the laptop. (Currently it's Luna's turn. She says hi. Though she pronounces it "PURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR") It's nice to know that cuddle time with mommy can beat out watching birds and rabbits and squirrels. It lacks a certain thingness when the warmth and humidity means I am COVERED in cat hair, but it's sweet nevertheless.
thebratqueen: Cottage (Siam)
It's rainy and VERY WINDY here in the land of Siam (it deserves the caps, trust me). It's a good day for cuddling with kitties, knitting, and/or spinning. Perhaps I shall do all three. Mac's currently got me covered on the cuddling front. Quite literally as he's lying across my wrists as I type this. It's all fun and games until I lose feeling in my fingers.

Spring is in the air. Well thanks to the wind darn near everything is in the air. But amongst those things is spring. As you know I am more of a fall/winter fan (fall/winter OTP!) but it is nice to see plants coming to life. The heirloom bulbs I planted last year are starting to poke their heads up. And by "heads" I mean "leaves" because if it was actual heads coming up from the ground we would be having an entirely different conversation, probably punctuated by lots of screaming and the words "HOLY SHIT!"

I'm pondering what foods to grow in my container garden. I'm thinking of trying peas, in part because I've never tried to grow peas before. Yes, I'm thinking of giving peas a chance.

I make my own fun.
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There I was, on Tuesday, minding my own business, enjoying my Mardi Gras, maybe having a tiny bit of a headache but not thinking too much of it -- yanno, usual kind of stuff.

Then at around... ohh... 7:30pm? 8? My plans for the week changed.

As I emailed my boss later in the week "This blows. Sadly literally."

On the upside the woman who answered at the 24 hour nurse hotline was very kind, informative, and way more patient than perhaps any non-saintly person has a right to be when talking to someone at 1am a) at all and b) while said person is doing things that cannot possibly sound good over a telephone.

The bulk of my week has been spent in various cycles of bed/bathroom/couch/clear liquid drinking/plain soft food eating/hey maybe I'm finally feeling betzzzzzzzzzzzzzz huh? where did those five hours go?/cat-cuddling/Olympics watching with the duration of each cycle changing as the week has gone on, and some aspects happening at the same time. (Cat cuddling in bedroom or couch = ok. Cat cuddling in bathroom = not so much. Bless them for trying, however.)

To all reports I seem to be on schedule for getting better. I'm now at the stage where I'm able to eat things and have just enough energy and/or appetite to try to put some thought into what those things might be.

In related news you have no IDEA how often diary products show up in your diet when you are not allowed to have them. I don't even like milk unless it's in cereal or tea - which are naturally two things I'd love to be partaking of right now if not for the pesky "NO DAIRY PRODUCTS FOR AT LEAST A WEEK OR YOU WILL SO REGRET IT WE SWEAR TO GOD" advice I've been given. (And also found in multiple places on the web, not that I was looking for an out or anything. Ahem.)

(I realize soy or rice milk could possibily be a substitute, but I've never had them before and somehow I suspect "recovery from stomach flu" is not the timeframe to be trying any new food products.)

So that is the state of me. My plans are to continue to go slow and take it easy in the hopes that I'll be better enough to go back to work on Monday. Anyone who has any suggestions on things that someone recovering from stomach flu can eat in that murky "more advanced than cream of wheat" but "not yet back on the saddle of dairy or raw vegetables" stage would be most appreciated. Especially since I'm drawing blanks on what to do for lunch while I'm at work.

If you need me I'll probably be asleep. Just look for the lump under the two kitties.

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