I ask for so little. Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave.

I had to call in sick to work today because I have a very ill kitty. My poor little Egypt has been having difficulties breathing and she'd become very unactive and seemed to have no appetite what-so-ever. She wouldn't play at all when usually she'd pounce on anything that moved. So I made an appointment for her thismorning at the Pet Hospital in Sartell and we took her in at about 2p.m. thisafternoon. The vet listened to my baby's breathing and started looking very worried. They took her temp, which poor Egypt didn't like at all, and decided to x-ray her to see how much fluid was in her lungs. An assistant came back and handed me my baby and the vet came back a bit later holding two syringes. One was large, holding at least 2 tablespoons of pinkish liquid that she called "hommoraghic fluid" and another smaller one holding a pus-ish looking fluid. She explained that the pinkish fluid came from one side of my poor baby's body and the whitish pus-ish stuff came from the other. She pulled almost 3 tablespoons of the pink crap out of one side and nearly twice that out the other side of her body. It seems that so much fluid had built up inside her little chest cavity that it was restricting her breathing and was starting to slow her heart rate. If we'd have waited much longer, my kitty would probably have died a slow death, suffocating in the nasty liquids that had built up inside her tiny body. The vet said that there would have had to have been a wound suffered to her chest some time ago to cause the infection that would cause so much liquid to build up. Since they had taken so much fluid out of her lungs, she was breathing a little easier, but she still needed help. The vet told us that it isn't a sure thing, that my poor baby has a 40-60% chance (in normal cases) of making it through the process to make her better, but since she's only a year old, that hopes are a little higher. She said they'd have to keep her on antibiodics and help her get rehydrated, because since she hadn't been drinking or eating much, she was seriously dehydrated, and they'd keep taking the fluid out of her chest until the antibiodics made the infection go away. They're going to x-ray her once every couple days to check how her lungs are clearing up. The bad news is that its going to cost us hundreds of dollars at the end of things. But I just couldn't let her die. If I had just let them drain her lungs she probably wouldn't have gotten any better because they wouldn't be able to steadily treat the infection, and euthanization was NOT an option. I can't kill my baby. I've only had her since February, but that doesn't matter to me at all. She's my kitty, and I love her like she's part of the family. How could you let go of a member of the family without trying to help them? When the vet told me my options with her, I decided to sacrifice buying a few things here and there to make my baby healthy. At least this way, she stands a chance. If I didn't let them do what they could for her, I wouldn't be worthy of having her anyhow. Family's family, no matter what form it takes. The vet's office did call and update me already about an hour ago to let me know that she was resting in a kennel with lots of blankets, food and water, and a litterbox. They've got the antibiodics running through her and have started putting some water in under her skin (not IV) so that she can take it into her body slowly. They said she's resting, and that she seems to have calmed down since the thermometer and x-ray incident... trust me, she didn't like that at all...

I know this may sound strange to some of you who're reading this, but prayers for my poor Egypt would be greatly appreciated. I love her so much, I can't bear to lose her. Besides, she's still only a baby! A poor little yearling who's hardly had a chance at a happy life yet. She was rescued from a rescue shelter after she'd been found at 7 months old pregnant and starving, her babies died, and she never seemed to grow much after that because the starvation and trying to nurish her babies stunted her. Tell me, could you let her go? Cuz I can't, and I won't, I don't care how much I have to sacrifice to get her back to healthy again...

Thanks for the attention guys, I really needed this venting time today... for the first time in the last 4 or 5 hours, I've stopped crying and sniffling... I got outta the tub and immediately looked for her. I couldn't find her, and I almost started again. Maybe now I can get some sleep, gods know I haven't had much since she started getting sick a day n a half ago or so.
Love you guys