As some of you may have noticed I was not here at WP all last week. Several things happened simultaneously that consequently brought a huge screeching halt to my life. Calamity struck.
After posting my last publishing on January 7th the floor opened up and fell out from under my feet. The last straw broke the camel’s back. Rocky became so ill when he had the worse episode of a severe CKD acute attack he has yet to have. I really thought this was it and so contacted Lap of Love for the last Gift of Love, euthanasia. Hanging up the phone, I collapsed. Intense Pain that had not surfaced from previous emotional traumas and immeasurable tears could not be stopped. I was inconsolable. I curled up in a ball and just wanted to die.
My brain recognizing how exhausted it was from constant blogging, chimed in and screamed to the point I wanted to scoop it out of my head it hurt so badly. But I had to attend to Rocky no matter how I felt. Meanwhile hubby rolled his sleeves up and researched Rocky’s past history and came to the conclusion he would benefit from two Homeopathy remedies. They were both given and within 8 hours from administering we saw Rocky go from death’s door (or supposedly death’s door) to a state that told us (with bated breath) he was going to make it.
IF I had followed a Vet’s advice on what to do, Rocky would have been killed by me. I was told to give him more fluid pushes but thank God I did not! Why? I observed the last fluid push I gave did not absorb as fast as it should have IF he was as dehydrated as all of us thought he to be. So I held the fluids. IF I had given those fluids per Vet’s instructions I would have caused so much pressure on his heart and lungs from backed up fluid within his body, he probably would have arrested. As in cardiac arrest.
I observed even more closely. Then it hit me. Vet is thinking Chronic Kidney Disorder (CKD) and Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS) treating him accordingly but never once, not once was Thyroid brought into the conversation. I did research with my observations of Rocky at the back of my mind. And sure enough I found out that geriatric cats and those cats with other health issues sometimes do not test positive for Thyroid problems and thus are never medicated, yet they truly do have abnormal findings. Rocky falls into this category, or at least that was my thinking and still is today. I have one cat right now who did not test positive with blood work but due to her symptoms I insisted she be started on Thyroid medication. I was right. Ms. Bella responded beautifully and today is extremely well at age 15.
I applied that knowledge to Rocky’s circumstance. When I spoke to our Vet telling him, NOT asking, but telling him I wanted Rocky on Thyroid medication I was not about to take no for an answer. Because of his sensitive stomach a special compound had to be made to apply to the inside of his ear. I was not 100% sure that he would positively respond yet IF I did not try I’d never know. The Homeopathy was only taking him so far and he was still struggling.
Another issue that almost destroyed me when I collapsed is the knowledge that both Karma and Prinny (two of our babies we recently lost) were never put on Thyroid medication. I believe that IF they would have been both may still be with us today. Gosh darn it!! I cannot do the thinking for me and all these felines we care for and Love, the thinking for my husband, and the thinking for my Vet as well! No wonder my brain was screaming! These blood tests today are NOT showing the “real” values and in my opinion, by the time the values do show, it is far too late in many cases.
Not only am I doing the thinking for several people, I have to have the knowledge to understand what I and my Vet are doing and why. I am also standing up to the medical system (both human and animal) so the right action is done and let me tell you one thing, I will not stop until I see what is right being done!
After three days being on the Thyroid medication Rocky went from restlessness, pacing, agitated, miserable, unable to get comfortable, vomiting huge amounts, urine output excessive, to this … out like a light with his Daddy:
The first photo is of MY arm taken on January the 12th of this year, yes true! I have begun to get serious about bodybuilding again being extremely careful of my back, a woman whose next birthday have the numbers 6 and 0. (I still cannot wrap my head around that!) This is another area of my life that recently sent me spiraling downhill into the abyss. Sixty? How did that happen?
Don’t believe that is my arm? I’ll prove it to you …
So help me God, I will keep on fighting for what is right and I will keep on doing my best with all in my life. My past Lessons have been brutal, ones that have broken my Heart, and these I must take with me to the grave. I am strong. I am smart. I think for myself. I learn from my past mistakes and those of others’ as well. And numbers FYI mean diddly squat sh*t!
I’m taking it by ear about blogging. Know if I again disappear, one week was not enough to be away from WP. I still have an awful lot on my plate from day to day and my consciousness must be truly present to make sure Rocky remains stable. Which he is as of this writing!
Photography/ “Fighting The Good Fight”/ January 2017©AmyRose
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All images taken with my Samsung Galaxy S6 Cellphone