Archive for collar

Return to the Vet

Posted in Collar, Diesel, Litter, Vets with tags , , , , , , , on January 18, 2010 by arbitrary

Oh dear, how much did he not want to go back in the cat carrier today? But using the ‘cruel to be kind’ methodology we’ve had to adopt over the past few days, he went in backwards and gave me some pitiful mews. I feel like Capt. Hard-Hearted these days, but I know it’ll get better once the collar gets removed  forever. We walked over to our friends/neighbours’ house and I took him in to see them and get cuddles pre-vet trip.

Into the car, he was nice and quiet and only gave the occasional mew while in transit, but he was already looking scared, and we both reassured him that this time the vet wouldn’t be doing anything mean. Not sure he believed us though!

Bizarrely, he got to see the very first vet he’d seen in October. ie. the one that made the first attempt to touch his sore paw and saw him go ‘feral’. She gave me a wry grin and asked what his mood was like. I commented that he was pretty happy the collar was off while in the carrier but could make no promises. So, gingerly we took the top off the cat carrier and Diesel went back to his old self, scared of vets but not about to attack them. She said it was like he was trying to blend into the blanket! But, he let her examine the scar while we talked about his progress – hell, he even let her prod it a bit – something we’ve not dared to do. And she said she was really really happy with his progress and we could now remove the collar when he was supervised (ie. when we’re home).

I tried that once we got home and found him a bit later on with a very red looking scar. So the collar’s back on for a day or so, but with big long gaps while we watch him. In a few days he shouldn’t need it anymore, and thanks to some advice from Bella’s family, I now think perhaps he was annoying scabs rather than hassling the scar too much. But, I’m still too chicken to remove the collar altogether just yet.

He’s doing great with adapting, but is still a lot better without the collar on (it really affects his balance, unsurprisingly, and he also can’t see Larky sneak up on him). Just saw him manage to cover his litter – something he barely did on 4 legs! It was quite a feat of determination for him, as he has to balance on his back legs while he does it. Very proud of him!

Advertisements

Day Five

Posted in Collar, Diesel, Malarkey, Recovery, Stitches, Vets with tags , , , , , , on January 15, 2010 by arbitrary

So one of the stitches has come (or been pulled out). We’re now being very vigilent with the collar, letting him out of it when supervised so he can eat. Then it goes back on.

Had a nice cuddle on the bed this afternoon when he napped and I watched TV until the phone went off. Diesel, by the way, DESPISES the collar. He flipped out this morning when we put it on, but he’s now far more resigned to his fate with it. We’re not going to let disaster strike because we were too weak to look after him properly.

Larky went to visit and ate his biscuits again, but, to her credit, she also popped up onto the bed and licked the back of his head. She’s nervous of the collar too, but told her we have an astronaut in the family – hey, it amused me.

Also took some photos of the scar, so I can post them here to show how things are developing.

Next vet appointment booked for Monday at 10:40am, so will see what they make of his progress, and also see if he’s forgiven them at all!

Day Three

Posted in Diesel, Recovery with tags , , , , , on January 15, 2010 by arbitrary

He’s doing a lot better since wednesday when he started to eat. He’s even being picky about food, showing signs of becoming a real prima donna. Found him on the windowsill in our bedroom which shows signs of learning to jump, better than he managed on 4 legs. We also let Larky in to see him and she gave him a nudge and went straight to the food. But, more importantly, he didn’t flinch from her as he did when he was in pain.

The scar is horrific to look at, it’s also twitching a lot as nerves deal with what’s happened to them. But, he’s on the mend, and is even starting to get used to taking pills. Maybe some of the relief of not being in pain is starting to get through to him. Of course, I may have to be a good cat owner and actually put the collar on him soon (you know the ones, conal and plastic), because don’t want him to be bothered by the stitches.

Also, seclusion and being locked in upset him more than anything now it seems. I snuck away to play some LotRO last night and felt really guilty. But went to bed to find him completely sprawled across it! First time he’s jumped onto a soft surface successfully, and he did NOT want to share the bed. Unfeelingly I got in, and slept with him begrudgingly at my feet. Woke up and he was on the floor again. Major guilt!

We switched nursing shifts at 4am when I woke up, and husband went to bed. Diesel had some biscuits off the raised boxes we’ve had to install to help him eat without toppling. Although I can’t explain without pictures, he leaned diagonally over the box, actually utilising the lack of limb to get to the food. This made me happy. He’s adjusting! And so are we.

Aside from raised food, we’ve made no other changes for him. And the raised boxes are going to be lowered day by day, although they’re really no bother – it’ll just help him go fully back to normal. However, the idea of him staying in that room for 10 days is bleh, so we may let him sneak out a little today and see how he goes under heavy supervision and with friends to help out.

Thanks for all the well wishes, we’re doing a lot better now he’s eating, and now the shock of monday is beginning to subside. We still have quiet moments when we sit back and think of what could have been, but once he’s out the room I think things will really start to return to normal around here.