When my three cats, Tony, Jerry, and Mup, were here (in San Diego), and when I was on "PD" the first time (before the nephrectomy), my cats were sooooo adorable!! The thing with "PD", is that because the kitties' fur can get into the catheter and cause germs (i.e., possibly peritonitis), they're not allowed in the same room with me while I'm connecting or disconnecting. Now, of course, this is no trouble, because the older kitties are all outdoors. But when mine were here, and indoors, they were soooooooo adorable!! Especially Jerry. To this day, he's the most assertive of the three. If he could only talk, that little genius would have been telling me, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!!! We wanna see the beach!!!" (beach=for bleach water, which I have to use to clean my work space before every treatment). Or, he'd have been saying, "We wanna see your Magic Soap, Mommy!!" (Magic soap, of course, being the dialysis solution...also known as "Magic soup"...but after all, it helps clean my blood, so it must be magic soap too, right??) I just know that's what he'd have been saying if he could talk.
Then, when I switched to the machine the first time, Tony was sooooo afraid of that thing!! If he could talk, he'd have been saying something like, "I not WANTS to go near that Moonsterous!!"...or, "Moonsterous? Not comes near me, and not eats my Mommy ups!"
Mup, on the other hand, is so calm and collected, most of the time. But, I think she'd say, "What that is? WHAT...THAT...IS???"
Smart kitties, I have, I'd say!!!
After all...Tony is the one who knows how to "drag" a person over to his crunchy dish to watch him eat...and when I say "drag", I mean, he'll maintain eye contact with you as he's walking over to his food, and every so often, he'll say, "Wah?? Wah??" And, Jerry is the one who knows how to say "Meow-WOW-i !!" (which I'm still convinced was his way of saying "Biondi"). And Mup can talk up a storm when she has something on her mind.
Yes, I iz quite a proud human-kitty mom!! And I look forward to visiting my furbabies, for their 8th birthday coming up (Aug. 29th).
Well...gotta run and get ready for my 4th of 4 water filtration sessions for the day.
Till tomorrow...or whenever...
Love ya!
(pooferoniski)
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
No sooner did we get over that problem, than we were faced with another...big time.
So I recovered from anorexia, and am still here to tell about it--what I can remember of it, that is.
I continued to be extra-careful not to gain too much weight, or to eat too much. But, I kept my weight at no less than 100 lbs. from then on.
We enjoyed a RARE vacation in June, 1987, and were in Cocoa Beach, FL, on my 17th birthday (Yes--there IS such a place...but no, I didn't run into Major Nelson or Major Healy).
A month later, we were back home, and the oddest thing happened.
I had exercised, one day, the same as always, I promise! But that night, I experienced a low back pain that Tylenol just wouldn't kick. And, I kept having to run to the human litter box overnight--like, once an hour or so (what I wouldn't give to be able to do that now...but back then, (I figured that was a sign that something was wrong). But...WHAT was wrong this time??? Hadn't I just gotten myself fixed up??? So...NOW what???
I saw my doctor, who asked that I have an X-ray done of my back--including kidneys. That was how we found out. July 13, 1987 was the day...we learned that I had Polycystic Kidney Disease.
See what I mean??? It just came up. From out of the blue. No reason. Just...just like that. No family history thereof, or anything. And all of a sudden, I had this strange disease that no one had ever heard of. There's no cure, and of course, now I have to say also that I lost both my kidneys to PKD.
How did I get through those 20 years, knowing about this??? Well, first of all, there's apparently no wishing it away, and no thinking it away, because otherwise it would have disappeared at some point by itself. Unfortunately, this naive woman knew NOTHING whatsoever about dietary restrictions, as far as kidney failure goes, so I never knew that maybe I could postpone dialysis with just a few dietary restrictions, that became imperative when I was on hemodialysis.
I often have asked, WHY???? Why did such a perfectionist as Yours Truly, end up with such a God-awful disease, for no apparent reason, and with no apparent cause???? Geez!!!
As of this moment, I'm still rather dehydrated, from working so hard at not being waterlogged. This means that I'm dizzy and lightheaded. So, I'm going to take a break shortly, and possibly be back later.
Thanks for stopping by!
Love ya!!
(Poofski)
I continued to be extra-careful not to gain too much weight, or to eat too much. But, I kept my weight at no less than 100 lbs. from then on.
We enjoyed a RARE vacation in June, 1987, and were in Cocoa Beach, FL, on my 17th birthday (Yes--there IS such a place...but no, I didn't run into Major Nelson or Major Healy).
A month later, we were back home, and the oddest thing happened.
I had exercised, one day, the same as always, I promise! But that night, I experienced a low back pain that Tylenol just wouldn't kick. And, I kept having to run to the human litter box overnight--like, once an hour or so (what I wouldn't give to be able to do that now...but back then, (I figured that was a sign that something was wrong). But...WHAT was wrong this time??? Hadn't I just gotten myself fixed up??? So...NOW what???
I saw my doctor, who asked that I have an X-ray done of my back--including kidneys. That was how we found out. July 13, 1987 was the day...we learned that I had Polycystic Kidney Disease.
See what I mean??? It just came up. From out of the blue. No reason. Just...just like that. No family history thereof, or anything. And all of a sudden, I had this strange disease that no one had ever heard of. There's no cure, and of course, now I have to say also that I lost both my kidneys to PKD.
How did I get through those 20 years, knowing about this??? Well, first of all, there's apparently no wishing it away, and no thinking it away, because otherwise it would have disappeared at some point by itself. Unfortunately, this naive woman knew NOTHING whatsoever about dietary restrictions, as far as kidney failure goes, so I never knew that maybe I could postpone dialysis with just a few dietary restrictions, that became imperative when I was on hemodialysis.
I often have asked, WHY???? Why did such a perfectionist as Yours Truly, end up with such a God-awful disease, for no apparent reason, and with no apparent cause???? Geez!!!
As of this moment, I'm still rather dehydrated, from working so hard at not being waterlogged. This means that I'm dizzy and lightheaded. So, I'm going to take a break shortly, and possibly be back later.
Thanks for stopping by!
Love ya!!
(Poofski)
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