There is a person in my life who is sweet, loving, infuriating, passive-aggressive and pretty much omnipresent. His name is P-Chan. He is a friend and constant companion who happens to be a cat. A big, handsome coal-black domestic shorthair mutt who is extremely mouthy, affectionate, gentle and at this moment the only person who genuinely, physically needs me to be there for him on a daily basis. A couple years ago, some of you were generous enough to help pay for his initial care, and so I share this.
P-Chan has a huge mass behind his left eye that has been growing for a couple months. I have been terribly concerned about him and so took him to Veterinary Specialists Of The Valley to have really expensive tests done. ( you just DON’T want to know) I was very very afraid that, after our brief time together, I would have to send him to Summerland before I was ready to let him go. He is, after all, eleven years old already and such things are often found to be fatal in cats of his age.
The really great news I got yesterday is that it’s not cancer at all, but an abcess. It can be treated by drugs, or at the last, by surgery. I’m really happy about that. Only someone who has feared cancer in a loved one or pet and been told that it isn’t can understand my relief.
So, he’s on aggressive antibiotics, but it’s only the second dose tonight, and he’s now obviously in pain. Anyone who’s knowledgeable about cats will tell you that when a cat actually begins to show that he’s hurting, he is really, REALLY hurting. So, I called the vet (24 hours, thankfully) and they have prescribed some pain meds just to make him comfortable while the other drugs get a chance to work.
So, I may not make tonight’s update, because I will be out getting good drugs for P-Chan. I may, but maybe not. Definitely have been working on page 616 - shall have it up before long, but I have something a little more important to attend to at the moment.
After all, don’t want P-Chan to be sporting wings in real life until he’s ready.