We also got a call (the visit kind of call) from the UPS man with not one, but two things for us! The first was a box from Comcast so we can send back all their cable equipment. This actually has us a little (a lot) exasperated with Comcast, because they want us to ship the box back to them through UPS. If we could get to a UPS location, we would be able to go to their Comcast center thingie and just drop the stuff off, and we wouldn't have asked for the box to begin with. Oy. But the other thing was our paychecks for Kieli 3, so overall it came out in our favor. Very much in our favor, because we definitely need money right now.
Oreo is scheduled to be dropped off at the vet for that test tomorrow morning. We're still concerned about him, but he seems to be doing well. The whole thing has been quite an adventure,
Last night, Oreo was kind enough to inform us that he has in fact been eating enough. Quite possibly more than enough. We gave him his medicine before bedtime, and almost as soon as we did, he vomited the entire contents of his stomach, and there were many. I don't think he's ever vomited that much stuff before, but he came close when we brought him home from the emergency room several months ago. We think he likes to gorge himself to make up for all the lack of eating while he was on IVs. We were afraid that the vomiting would cause him to be distrustful of food, and so he'd avoid it, but we really should have known better.
Even though he ate a little before we went to bed, when I woke up this morning and saw him on the floor, I panicked that he didn't have any energy to jump onto a bed, so, even though it would be a little while before the alarm went off, I got up to get his special food out of the fridge. He immediately perked up and followed me excitedly into the kitchen, then ate all the food I gave him without hesitation. And then he came to wake up Athena so she could give him more. This is all after he threw up the appetite stimulant last night. Also, all the bowls of regular catfood (there were only two, one from when Athena fed them last night, and one from the morning before) were empty, and Mimsy eats like a bird, so it couldn't have been her doing.
Well, now that Oreo had something in his stomach, it was time to give him his anti-vomiting medicine. He hates that stuff with a passion. When we tried to give it to him (with a syringe) yesterday afternoon, most of it ended up on the wall and the floor, with some on my leg, and maybe a little in his mouth. He then went and hid in the pantry, so we decided not to bother him. The vet called soon after that, and when I told him about it, he said that if he's able to resist that much, that's a very good sign.
Anyway, we gave him the medicine, and... he proceeded to vomit it up. Only this time I'm almost convinced he did it on purpose, because he had eaten only about fifteen minutes earlier and he only hacked up a little bit. It looked like if a person coughs up phlegm, only browner because of the traces of catfood.
Fortunately, the veterinarian's office opened a few minutes later, and I had to call to make the appointment for the test thingie anyway. When I told the doctor about our adventures, he said it would probably be okay to take him off the appetite stimulant and the anti-vomiting medicine if it looked like he didn't need them, and so that's what we have done. We definitely wanted to take him off the appetite stimulant, though. He's hungry enough on his own. When he was lying around last night, he seemed extra lying-around-y, and I thought maybe he wasn't feeling very well, but I think part of it might be that he was so incredibly full.
It's kind of funny, because he's been following us around. I get the feeling that he follows us around a lot after we take him home from the vet, but it might just be that I notice it more because of panic. At any rate, I'm like, "Aww, he's coming to us for comfort...!" and then one of us will get up and leave, and he'll immediately perk up, apparently in the hopes that we're going to the kitchen.
In the meantime, we feel terrible for Mimsy, even if she is mean enough to hiss at Oreo whenever he gets back from the vet. Here we have this fancy food, designed to be extra appetizing, and we're always giving it to Oreo, but whenever she gets close, we take either it or her away. We'll have to buy some treats for her tomorrow to make up for it.
And those have been our adventures in cat-nursing. It's quite exhausting, but we love our kitties, so we deal with it.
Today I'm thankful for sure knowledge that Oreo is eating, getting our Kieli paychecks today, finally finishing Gakuen Alice 10 despite all the obstacles we came across, having our internet back, and cream puffs.