kryskat
Member Since 2010
I gave a hair more insulin - not enough to even say f.0 u - it's still on the "0" line, but more toward the middle of the line. I still think these syringes are off but haven't had a chance to buy new ones yet. It's tricky because she's not eating on her own, so I can't make any big moves with the insulin because I'm not home all day to monitor her if she drops.
She's not doing well - bloody nose last night and today - the right side this time, probably because the tumor has pushed from the left side over to the right now. I suspect we may have diagnosed too late. I'm am going to try to get her through the next few weeks to see if there is an improvement, but I cannot guarantee that we will make it. She is right on the borderline of what I think is acceptable - meaning if she gets much worse I cannot let her suffer. It's very hard... even typing that is so insufficient. I just love her too much. I hope I never love anything again this much - it just hurts.
I'm going to take a page from Joyce's (Tuscany) book and tell some stories about Kasha as I think of them. Today's story is about our trip to Canada and how I'm a bad mama bean:
Years ago, my ex-BF and I took Kasha on a road trip up to Canada. There was a campground somewhere near Leamington I'd been to before where I was hoping to stay, but it was closed because of late season flooding or something (I think it was May or June at the time). So, we found another campground - it was overfilled so we had to camp across the street in a field or something. We were very close to Lake Erie and had some little waterways right near us. My car didn't have air conditioning and it was a hot drive, so for some reason I cannot now explain, I took Kasha out of the car, put on her harness and attached her leash to a tree. We were starving and needed to drive into town to grab some food and I felt awful making Kasha get back in the hot car, so I left her tied to the tree in our campsite (the tent was up too, etc). We hopped in the car and drove to town, expecting to be gone only a few minutes - except we went the wrong way, drove thru clouds of insects and then had to turn around, backtrack to town. The only place open was a pizza place, so we ordered a pizza and waited. Then we drove back the campsite - it was getting dark and I was worried sick about Kasha (again - no clue how I ever thought this was a good idea). When we pulled up - I saw her eyes glowing in the dark and I felt such relief. I jumped out of the car and she walked toward me and I put my hands in her fur... I was petting her when I realized there was no collar, no harness. She was roaming free - the leash/collar/harness were hanging on a tree branch. I have no idea what happened (she couldn't have gotten out by herself - but if anyone touched her, she would have attacked cuz she does not like most people).
My BF at the time said - why put her harness back on? She was free all this time and didn't run away... I said "Let's not take any more chances" and put her harness and leash back on. We built a fire... I turned a flashlight on and put it on the ground so Kasha could play with the bugs. That night, I had her leash attached in the tent but she was roaming around outside (on leash) - she kept jumping on BF's head thru the tent, but wouldn't come in when he tried and he was getting cranky. Finally, a huge blue heron flew by and make that croaking sound they make. I think Kasha thought that she'd never seen a bird so big and wanted nothing to do with it - she started jumping up and down on BF's head (thru the tent) in earnest - and came in for the rest of the night - curled on my sleeping bag...
Yesterday
She's not doing well - bloody nose last night and today - the right side this time, probably because the tumor has pushed from the left side over to the right now. I suspect we may have diagnosed too late. I'm am going to try to get her through the next few weeks to see if there is an improvement, but I cannot guarantee that we will make it. She is right on the borderline of what I think is acceptable - meaning if she gets much worse I cannot let her suffer. It's very hard... even typing that is so insufficient. I just love her too much. I hope I never love anything again this much - it just hurts.
I'm going to take a page from Joyce's (Tuscany) book and tell some stories about Kasha as I think of them. Today's story is about our trip to Canada and how I'm a bad mama bean:
Years ago, my ex-BF and I took Kasha on a road trip up to Canada. There was a campground somewhere near Leamington I'd been to before where I was hoping to stay, but it was closed because of late season flooding or something (I think it was May or June at the time). So, we found another campground - it was overfilled so we had to camp across the street in a field or something. We were very close to Lake Erie and had some little waterways right near us. My car didn't have air conditioning and it was a hot drive, so for some reason I cannot now explain, I took Kasha out of the car, put on her harness and attached her leash to a tree. We were starving and needed to drive into town to grab some food and I felt awful making Kasha get back in the hot car, so I left her tied to the tree in our campsite (the tent was up too, etc). We hopped in the car and drove to town, expecting to be gone only a few minutes - except we went the wrong way, drove thru clouds of insects and then had to turn around, backtrack to town. The only place open was a pizza place, so we ordered a pizza and waited. Then we drove back the campsite - it was getting dark and I was worried sick about Kasha (again - no clue how I ever thought this was a good idea). When we pulled up - I saw her eyes glowing in the dark and I felt such relief. I jumped out of the car and she walked toward me and I put my hands in her fur... I was petting her when I realized there was no collar, no harness. She was roaming free - the leash/collar/harness were hanging on a tree branch. I have no idea what happened (she couldn't have gotten out by herself - but if anyone touched her, she would have attacked cuz she does not like most people).
My BF at the time said - why put her harness back on? She was free all this time and didn't run away... I said "Let's not take any more chances" and put her harness and leash back on. We built a fire... I turned a flashlight on and put it on the ground so Kasha could play with the bugs. That night, I had her leash attached in the tent but she was roaming around outside (on leash) - she kept jumping on BF's head thru the tent, but wouldn't come in when he tried and he was getting cranky. Finally, a huge blue heron flew by and make that croaking sound they make. I think Kasha thought that she'd never seen a bird so big and wanted nothing to do with it - she started jumping up and down on BF's head (thru the tent) in earnest - and came in for the rest of the night - curled on my sleeping bag...
Yesterday
