Round Up

Haven’t posted in quite a while due to being crazy busy with work; I’ve been putting in 11 hour days for the last few weeks.

We now have all our blood test results needed for the last form for the clinic so things will be in place for us to get underway with stuff in January. Although even that wasn’t as easy as we’d hoped.

The Friday before last we went along to get our blood test results and it turned out that the lab had forgotten to do the blood type/group test! So along we went to the pathology department at Lister the next morning armed with a form that asked for ‘Blood Group – Please’. I got the results last Friday just gone – and not that it matters I have the same type as Jon.

However, on a sadder note, last Tuesday evening we had to have our cat Esme put to sleep.

We got Esme not long after we moved into our flat back in early 2003 and she was of a certain (unknown) age even then. Not long after it turned out that she had hyperthyroidism which meant that we had to have her on pills (tetragenics that I couldn’t touch), she lost weight and even an operation to remove the lump on the thyroid only briefly stemmed the issue as one soon developed on the other side. Unfortunately her condition left her with not much energy, painfully thin and with a very weak heart.

Last Tuesday when we got in from work she seemed her usual self. Later, however, around 9:30 she came into the living room with a completely limp left front arm. She’d had a thrombosis in the 2 short hours since we had come in. Also she was not herself at all; wandering all over the house not settling in one place for very long.

We drove her to Barton le Clay to the emergency vets’. Unfortunately thrombosis needs to be treated quickly with blood thinners to try and deal with the clot. But, given Esme’s condition with the hyperthyroidism and weak heart, the chances of any treatment working were slim to none.

I’d already been prepared for the fact that we might have to face having her put to sleep and I have to admit I was somewhat relieved that we were able to let her go peacefully and with us there with her. Lately I’d been worried about her going while we were at work; and the thought of what it would have been like for her to have had the thrombosis just after we’d left for work and spending her last hours in increasing pain and alone was too much.

So we decided to let her go and even knowing that what we were doing was the kindest thing we still were very upset – Jon especially so as Esme is the first pet he has ever had. Still, she was pretty old – we figure about 16 or 17 and we spoilt her rotten; she was given her pill every evening with Sainsbury’s Taste the Difference Smoked Salmon Pate!

Thankfully though we still have Lucy to keep us company. She’s been very affectionate and keeps us company. I have a feeling that she uderstands what’s happened. We will probably get a new kitten in the early summer to keep her company.