Friday, August 28, 2009

It's been a month + since the last post?



I'm shocked. I guess because life here has been careening along at a stomach-turning pace or whatever. Well, "careening" and "stomach-turning" are sadly appropriate, at least.

Not much new with my little Milkshake, who continues to eat enthusiastically on his own, but who appears to be distinctly losing weight. (I loaned my wonderful Japanese scale that Hope gave me to my daughter-in-law, thinking that she might want it to weigh our lovely new granddaughter, Gracie. Now I'm wishing I had it back, because I'm pretty sure she's not using it anyway...) He seems perfectly normal in all other ways. He needs to have his phenobarb and keppra levels tested again, maybe next month. I'm looking forward to seeing what the keppra levels are - if they've improved/been reduced significantly, because he continues to be on a reduced overall dosage, plus the US generic levetiracetam pills are significantly smaller than the previous Canadian ones.

Two days ago, I picked Milk up to put him on the counter to give him his pills, and discovered that Busy has apparently started gnawing on him again. There is a fairly large open wound - size of a dime, maybe - on the side of Milk's neck. Previous Busy attacks were on the back of his neck, closer to the shoulder blades. I don't know if this is a seasonal thing with Busy or what. He seems to be having his own problems lately - he is incredibly clingy. I think that we have just been in such a state of upheaval around here that none of the cats is living what would have been a normal life a couple of months ago. We need to get back to that state of what passed for "normality" as soon as possible - the commotion has hurt all of us.

I have been really surprised that Milk has shown so little interest in the kittens. Given his attachment to and need for physical contact with the other cats, I would have thought that he'd be spending a huge amount of his time sitting at the screen door to the bedroom, communing with the five little guys. Probably if they were out where he could get his paws on them, it'd be a different story.

We are just slightly more than 11 months from the last seizure. (Didn't get to see the Seizure CountDown box before typing this.) Hoping desperately that this streak continues......



*Hi, Marianne!