PeeperStorm on 16/11/2009 at 02:56
Correction: I said previously that it was his left lung, when in fact it's his right lung that's swelled up like Marlon Brando in a cheesecake shop.
So yesterday the ER doctor
ordered me to come visit Bellgrove every day while he's there. I think I like this doctor. Today when I went there, I found that everyone, from the front desk people to the imaging technician, knew exactly who he was, even though there's about 20 other animals there right now. Whether it's because he's a giant (17 pounds even though he's lost weight) pain in the ass or just too adorable is unknown to me at the moment.
It turns out that he's already eating a little bit, which is a big surprise since they didn't expect him to even be interested in food until Wednesday at the earliest. Also, he WILL NOT SHUT UP. If he isn't going "meowmeowmeow", he's purring loudly enough that the metal door on his kennel cage is rattling. This is a huge change from Saturday when he could barely make a sound. I just hope he doesn't shake out the drainage tube that's stuck into his side.
The imaging technician was kind enough to copy the X-ray images to my thumb drive, so I figured I'd share a reduced version of the best one:
Inline Image:
http://img690.imageshack.us/img690/5816/xray2.jpgSee how the right side is solid white? That's a lung full of pus. Also notice that it's bulging past the spine, and squashing the left lung. Nasty. I guess you could call him a pus-ey cat. <rim shot>
Mr.Duck on 16/11/2009 at 06:12
What's new pus-ey cat?, Woaaaa woaaa woaaaaaa!!!!!
:cool:
Namdrol on 16/11/2009 at 07:55
A pussy full of a viscous white fluid?
Hmmm...
Kolya on 16/11/2009 at 08:23
About five minutes before the plane landed, I became aware of people talking in the seat behind me. A woman was saying, with all of Back Bay Boston and most of Harvard Square in her voice, ". . . and the next morning, mind you, they took a pint of pus out of that lovely young body of hers." That's all I remember hearing, but when I got off the plane a few minutes later and the Bereaved Widow came toward me all in Bergdorf Goodman black, I had the Wrong Expression on my face. I was grinning. Which is exactly the way I feel today, for no really good reason. Against my better judgment, I feel certain that somewhere very near here--the first house down the road, maybe--there's a good poet dying, but also somewhere very near here somebody's having a hilarious pint of pus taken from her lovely young body, and I can't be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight.
:(:D
Aerothorn on 16/11/2009 at 10:36
Quote Posted by Scots Taffer
In short, it's fucking retarded to not have insurance if you can afford it because why leave bankruptcy inducing debt from anything that can go wrong to chance... this only gets multiplied by a factor of a million when it comes to your health.
Did you even read my post? Did you see the part about "unmanageable risk"? Do you realize that you're not actually disagreeing with me?
Scots Taffer on 16/11/2009 at 11:47
Yeah, I did, I guess it was the bit where you espouse that wealth has anything to do with the level at which you'd pitch your insurance for any kind of "unmanageable risk" that made me say all that - even if you're a billionaire, you insure your fucking $2m penthouse.
I wasn't trying to point at you with my post specifically, anyway.
PUSSY. lol.
Muzman on 16/11/2009 at 14:28
Funny you should mention that. I read this thinking that this story almost never happens around here and that was kinda nice, oddly and costl-ly enough.
Once a treatment reaches a certain cost (that's not all that high, incidentally) most vet stories I've heard have our lifesaving medicos jump straight to "It'd be a very expensive procedure. Why don't you just let us... take care of him/her/your salamander thing."
Owners usually have to talk them into something more expensive and, you know, life extending.
And it's not even a public animal health system! (public health animal system? animal public health system?)
Kolya on 16/11/2009 at 15:50
I doubt that, my cat is really picky.
fett on 16/11/2009 at 18:22
Quote Posted by Queue
In the end, it's really not that attached to it's owner/surroundings.
If you don't believe it, go open the door and watch what happens.
Sulphur on 16/11/2009 at 18:40
Seeing that X-Ray makes me want to tell y'all about this puppy I found a month ago, but man that's a serious downer of a story.
So anyway, about the OP - keep that pussy coming. :thumb:
