Andy approves!
Now to sleep!
~ Zzz-mrow-zz… ~
A brief awakening….
Hee! Hee! How he stays on the end table I don’t know! My wee kitty boy needed a bit more rest.
I upset Andy by laughing at his sleep positions. Or was it because he woke up when I laughed?
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Yesterday was the primary election day in my state. I voted weeks ago by mail.
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It’s been a time since I had a bleed-out after dialysis. When I headed out from the dialysis room, I joked about having a bleed-out since the new shirt I was wearing hadn’t been soaked in my blood yet. I felt stupid coming back to the dialysis room, having started to bleed while sitting in the lobby sorting things into my jacket or walker before going out to the parking lot to my car.
The bleed-out dealt with, my arm and hand wiped down, I finally got to leave!
I also apologize for missing a few days; it is my loss, of course. The catch-up will follow.
I can appreciate it, Dolly. I try not to get behind because people get concerned that I’ve had a medical issue pop up.
No matter how much I try, work comes first and because since Covid all professors have acquired an electronic leash, we are accessible almost 24/7, and most students do not hesitate to use (and abuse) this easy accessibility. At the end of the day (about 2 AM, usually) my eyes simply give up.
I can’t imagine how tiring that would be!
It’s not mentally tiring, although occasionally annoying, but to misquote La Fontain, “the aging monkey felt its eyes have weakened.”( I do not know French so I have translated from the Russian translation of the fable). It’s called Macular Degeneration.
I’ve a bit of that myself. It hasn’t progressed, probably because I stay out of the sun mostly and follow my doctor’s advice.
I do try to stay out of the sun and I wear special wrap-around glasses even when it’s cloudy, but this is Florida, and the glare and reflection is even in the shade. It’s challenging to mind the doctors when I have to stare at the computer screen for hours. It hasn’t progressed much, thank G-d, but things do become blurry when my eyes get tired.
Let’s drop this subject, though. To quote the great Yiddish writer Sholom Aleihem, “Let’s talk about something joyful; so what’s new about cholera in Odessa?”
LOL! Yes, joyful topics are preferable for me, too.
Pyshka is still yelling at her “through-the-window” boyfriend; it seems that she has not forgiven him yet.The other evening, Barmalei misunderstood the situation and attempted to help her chase the stranger away. So this girl turned on her “protector” and yelled at hum! She can handle them both, and more!
Oh no! Naughty kitty girl! Never underestimate the power of a kitty girl!
Right you are! I have found that kitty girls are both more assertive and more aggressive than kitty boys.
Maybe because kitty boys aren’t programmed to defend kittens?
Yu are right; on the contrary, they are programmed to fight male cats, even kittens.
I am so sorry about the bleed-out, Doug! I am glad to hear that it has been promptly taken care off.
Outstanding set of very fluffy adorable Mr Andy, both colored and black and white topped with a gorgeous close-up.
The bleed-outs don’t alarm me since they usually happen close to the dialysis room. I make a point, for that matter, of going for fifteen minutes after the lines are removed and the bandages and pressure are applied to the access wounds. I usually have Coban wrapped around the bandages for extra pressure but not always, depending on how confident I am that I won’t have a bleed-out. (I didn’t get the Coban wrap the last time….) Then, I stop at the chairs a few feet way from the dialysis room and sit there to put things in my walker and jacket pockets. The extra minutes there are sufficient for bleed-outs to happen if they’re going to happen. So fa0r, I’ve never had one happen on the road or at home, save the one time when the fistula ruptured when I was drying after a shower. If they are going to happen, it’s within the first few minutes after the pressure claps are removed.
Thanks for your thoughts on the photos!
I so admire your attitude, Doug! Your bravery is outstanding.
Panic is the worst thing to have in emergencies.
Most definitely, but what I meant is your committment to go through this and still live a fully functional independent life while also taking care of Mr Andy. I would not have this kind of an emergency because I would never – never! – commit myself to a life-long schedule of invasive treatments.
It’s my new normal. I built up to this level of care over years, so each new issue was incremental, not so devastating.
You are one awesome and amazing human being, my friend.
One adapts or goes bonkers is my philosophy! I have a quirky sense of humor that helps a lot.
That you do, and it does, Doug.
Another talking expression from Andy, Doug. “Now then…” Haha!
He’s a communicative kitty!
Bless him!
I like the new wall decor, Doug! I’m glad that you got the bleeding stopped quickly. Better that this happened while you were still at the dialysis location.
That’s been there for several months, possibly a couple years, but it rarely is in the camera view. My sister gave it to me.
I like the sign. Is that what Andy was approving of?
It was a gift from my sister.
Andy sure knows how to sleep in any position! 🙂
It’s an amazement to me how he does it!
Nice cat sign. Sorry about the bleed out. 🙁
Thanks! the sign was a gift from my sister.
Andy was sure giving you a hard stare when he woke up from his nap. I hope your dialysis results were worth the bleed-out.
Any dialysis session is worth the bleed-outs that occasionally happen. Build-up of waste and excess fluids in the blood result in many complications. Here’s a list:
Nausea
Vomiting
Loss of appetite
Fatigue and weakness
Sleep problems
Changes in the amount of urine
Decreased mental sharpness
Muscle twitches and cramps
Swelling of feet and ankles
Persistent itching
Chest pain
Shortness of breath
High blood pressure
Thank you Doug for the many likes. I really do appreciate them.
I enjoy giving them to the many posters’ blogs I follow!
Ugh on the bleedout!
I keep thinking about coughing in the lobby of irgentcair and saying, “I know it sounds like TB but I’m not contagious.” Then, 2 weeks later, Long Beach had a breakout of TB. I was at zero exposure but those people in that lobby don’t know that.
Gad! The worst places for immuno-suppressed people are hospitals and clinics!
The TB outbreak was at a hotel being used as a homeless shelter. On the bright sise, I learned (from news articles) that it’s pretty hard to catch TB.
I’m afraid to go to ER (last UC doc said to try ER next) cause I don’t want to be admitted cause there’sno onetocare for the cats.
I have that same concern. While I have a friend who has taken care of my kitty, I have to be able to let her know I’m hospitalized.
I carry a key tag & wallet insert that say “My cat is home alone.” to help get them cared for if I’m in an emergency.
Good idea!
There are nice ones avail on etsy for about $4
I’ll check it out.
Our New Forest ponies sleep standing up and remain aware
It must be a survival skill/ evolved behavior…..
I wonder how cats stay so aware when in deep sleep, too. I think there must be some Kern sense they have while asleep that we don’t. Sort of like the way their hearing and smelling senses are so much better than ours. Sorry you had another bleed-out! But at least it started before you left and could be fixed quickly.
It’s an amazing ability!
Anyway, I leave the dialysis unit slowly, in steps, precisely to give any potential leakage to happen close to the nurses who can help stop it and do initial clean up. I’ve become pretty competent getting blood out of clothes without stains.
Keen sense, dang spellcheck.
Yeah, spellcheck!