October 29th, 2006

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i just bought the pill gun for henry and his medications. i bleed way too much. tiny holes in my fingers don't bother me anymore, there's just too much blood. and we can't have henry ingesting that. plus i've been finding medication he's coughed up and that isn't good. he needs these meds. so the pill gun it is.

meantime, henry is showing much more strength and will. he wanders around the house, sleeps in different places and even drinks water now and again. i'm not so negative about things as i was. he is going to get better.

and then there is rent, which will be late and cost us $100 more than it should be for that lateness. but that is all we can do.

and i have to go buy more food from the vet tomorrow if i can get there. i'm supposed to go to Fry's with B to take the DVD player in to be replaced. i'll ask him if we can swing by the vet's.

everything is about money. but just for right now. this will pass. we will get through this, we get through everything the universe throws at us.
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2013, cyd, new

ha ha ha

doc thought he was late going to work. nope. we only turned the alarm clock back, the rest of the clocks in the house were an hour fast. hee.
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Your Birthdate: May 19

You are resilient, and no doubt your resilience has already been tested.
You've had some difficult experiences in your life, but you are wise from them.
Having had to grow up quickly, you tend to discount the advice of others.
You tend to be a loner, having learned that the only person you can depend on is yourself.

Your strength: Well developed stability and confidence

Your weakness: Suspicion of others

Your power color: Eggplant

Your power symbol: Spade

Your power month: October
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feeding time is all the time

i am giving henry as much food as he can handle. he throws it up, i feed him again . . . and i'm still not getting nearly enough food into him. stress. an ounce an hour is not enough. it needs to be double that, at least. but he can't handle any more than i am giving him. i guess i'll start doing an ounce and a half and see how he tolerates it.

at least i got the reglan down him with only one new wound. i have to remember to wash the blood off the wall in his pen. i'll do it while he's in the living room. he gets really huffy if you do anything to his pen when he is in it and he will retreat behind the toilet and mew at us.

he doesn't meow anymore, really. he mews if he's upset enough. he can jump down off the couch all right, but he needs to be picked up to be put on it or the chair. he can walk into the pen from the living room, but he needs to lay down as soon as he gets to the living room and pretty much collapses when he lays down.

the only time he shows any energy is when we have to medicate him. other than that he is just a lump of cat.

i watch his breathing obsessively.

i don't know if he is getting any better or if he is getting worse. he's worse than he was when we brought him home. he still meowed for a couple of days then.

his color is coming back, he's losing the yellow tint and his skin isn't loose, so he isn't dehydrated any more. but other than that, i don't know if we are helping, or just watching him die.

i wish i knew.

i can't talk about this with doc, he's dealing with it in his own way.

i'll feel better when we get the pill gun and i know the medicine is getting into him and staying there. and i'll keep feeding him as much as i can.