MissMarley
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I'm having such a rough time right now. It seems that everything is going wrong all at once. My husband and I found out that I can't carry a pregnancy- I miscarred in December, and was diagnosed with Ehlers-Danlos syndrome (Type 1) which will keep me from ever carrying a pregnancy to term. I've been fighting the depression that came along with that. We've let our animals become like children; Frodo (my tomcat) has always been that for me- he and I will have been together 8 years on June 1st. He's so special to me- when I adopted him, the Humane Society asked me if I was sure- he had been hit by a car and was deaf and scarred and in bad shape. I was 18 years old, and living on my own for the first time, and suffering from horrible depression. Taking care of Frodo honestly kept me going. There were nights that I'd lay in bed, trying to figure out the best way to kill myself, and he would lay beside me and purr and I'd stop and realize I couldn't leave him because no one else would take care of him. He's been there through so much, and has given me enormous comfort. Last fall, one of my husband's idiot friends brought over some music equipment and dropped a metal rod on Fro. It went right under his ribcage and pierced the body cavity. He's had two surgeries so far, but because he is immune-suppressed from FIV, he hasn't been able to heal. He still acts normally, but the wound constantly opens up. This time, the vet has decided to treat it as a "long-term" open wound. We have to keep gauze on it, flush it once a day with iodine and peroxide, and give him antibiotics and pain killers. In about three months, if the vet thinks it's all right, we'll start sugar-packing it to draw out the infection. The scary part is that the wound is so deep, and it ends inside right next to his kidneys.
I don't want to lose my boy. He's acting like himself- eating, bossing the other cats around, yelling at the dog, cuddling with me- but I know that his situation is dangerous. I can't stand that he's hurt and I can't just fix it. I can't stop crying.
Thanks for listening.
I don't want to lose my boy. He's acting like himself- eating, bossing the other cats around, yelling at the dog, cuddling with me- but I know that his situation is dangerous. I can't stand that he's hurt and I can't just fix it. I can't stop crying.
Thanks for listening.