Our Long Weekend Tradition

Indigo has been withdrawn over the last few days, not wanting to spend time on my lap, not showing interest even in telling the other beasts where to get off. I made an appointment for next week to have a fructosamine test conducted, to measure her blood sugar over the past fortnight, since she has been most reluctant to allow me to jab her ears for a glucose reading. I thought her insulin allowance might need adjusting. Then, I decided on an examination. Afterward, in consideration of the long weekend coming, and her possibly feeling poorly over the three days, I moved the appointment up to Thursday. Nothing conclusive found.

Last night, though, Indie was clearly in discomfort, moving about throughout the night, never seeming to find a comfortable position. This morning, she didn’t touch her breakfast. Though she had eaten well on Wednesday, and consumed a decent amount Thursday, her food this morning was left untouched. I called the hospital to have her fit in for another appointment, with possibly an x-ray.

The fuller examination today, along with an x-ray, revealed that Indigo is badly constipated. Though a friend suggested this as a cause of her problem, I would not have thought it so. I saw her having no difficulty in the litter-box, though, to be honest, while I can distinguish some of the cats’ crap - Sable’s in particular is unique among the gang - I cannot determine how well or often Indigo performs the deed.

Now, she is at the hospital, staying for the day. She will receive fluids, an enema and painkillers. When she comes homes this afternoon, she will have more painkillers in case she needs them over the weekend. As well, she will come with fluids. It’s been a while since I’ve given those, and never to Indigo, who likely won’t take them easily. But, all this is better than it could have been, and my friend will be home, safe and warm for the long, cold weekend.