Do I look annoyed? I was annoyed. This was taken this morning, when someone should have been feeding me, but after a night of NO FOOD WHERE I COULD GET TO IT, they did not. And then they compounded it by shoving me into the PTU, then to the car, and I wound up at the stabby place.
Apparently this time no one cared if I peed all over everything. But right off the bat I was manhandled and STABBED, then left alone for a little bit while I began to feel sleepy and saw the sound of colors. For reals, doods. All the pretty colors.
I wasn't, like, under major anesthesia, just kinda nicely floating while the vet flopped me onto a table whereupon he took a picture of my insides. Worth noting: everything is where it belongs. But he didn't note a break, and he did see a mass, which meant I was getting stabbed again with a longer, more intrusive needle.
I was too loopy to really give a damn, and after he was done I took a nice long nap in my carrier, which was placed inside a cage to protect me from all the other animals. I suppose they could have just put me in the cage, but my PTU is nice and comfy and they know that given a choice, that's where I want to be.
Long story short...the mass is a soft tissue sarcoma. Stabby dood says it's typically a slow growing one and also doesn't tend to metastasize, so there's not a lot of worry that I'll wind up with is spread throughout my body (it's possible, just not likely.) But it will grow. And because of that, the People will count my good days and my bad days, and decide what I need most based on that.
For now, I'll get an appetite stimulant and nausea meds (one that has a bit of an analgesic effect) and if the pain seems to be getting to me before I stop eating, he might put me on Gabapentin. Right now I have more good days than bad, but I gotta be honest guys, the bad days are pretty bad. I don't want to eat and I pee all over the house. But the good days I eat and I use the litter box, and I seek out the Woman's lap and she says I'm almost my old self.
yay to getting spoiled! I hope today is a good day!!
Max, milk this for all the goodies you can get. Purrs that you have more good days than bad.
Maybe you should stay on that drug that made you see colors, Max?
We are purring for you, handsome, and for your people; it's tough to have someone that you love beginning to decline, even if it's a little bit.
dood....we total lee understand N send best fizhez N blessings frum R pal st francis that de good dayz out way de bad.. heerz ta warm placez ta chillax, steak at everee meal, lapz never far a way and pain free dayz a head ♥♥♥
That looks to be a pretty good set up by the window for you, Max. I am sending you good thoughts for more many good days than bad ones.
Spiffy indeed, and you deserve it all!
Oh Max - you are so loved !
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