Hello again, patient Project 365 friends! The end of May zipped so quickly that I fell far behind with these posts. I kept snapping every day, though, so I have something to show for my long absence.
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Writing from: my study, currently in chaos as I am reviewing every single book I own in order to decide which ones I will keep. Traumatic. Listening to: episodes of “30 Rock” in the background for comic relief.
To sum up the Zen situation: she seems to be feeling much better tonight. She has been suffering since Monday of lethargy, vomiting, diarrhea, and loss of appetite, and she vomited twice this morning even though she hadn’t eaten much last night, so it was time to take her to the vet.
The trip to the vet was as exciting as ever. Zen is perfectly happy to go into her carrier and be lugged anywhere in the world. She is somewhat less happy to be outside of her carrier at the vet’s.
I never, ever want to hear Zen like that. Basically, it sounds like someone is skinning her alive. She screams and hisses and tries to claw anyone who gets near her. The vet tech had to wrap her in a towel and was wearing serious-looking protective gloves while she did it. Zen would calm down for a few seconds when she heard my voice, but when the vet tried to do anything at all to her, she wasn’t having it. At all. I was shocked that they were able to weigh her, take her temperature, draw blood, and give subcutaneous fluids. That team is impressive.
So the vet thinks that Zen may have been poisoned by chewing on the stem of a calla lily that I thought was out of her reach. I discovered the gnawed-on stem today. Calla lilies are toxic to cats and dogs, and so I am feeling suitably wretched for being an inattentive parent. We will know more on Friday when the lab results are in if her kidneys are failing. Calla lilies are not the most toxic lilies, so there is some hope, plus her symptoms do not seem to indicate kidney failure. Still, I am worried and torturing myself over my stupid mistake.
Since the vet’s, she has tried to eat a few times, but her usual food mystifies her; she grabs a kernel in her mouth and tries to gobble it (she usually does this instead of chewing) but parts of it fall back out of her mouth. I gave her some of the special wet food that the vet suggested and she cleaned her plate within minutes. She has not vomited since 07:30 today. Again, I am hopeful.
This was an exciting first day of unemployment.