Holding Steady

I'm not sure if we're coasting on even ground, on a gentle incline, or a slow decline -- the roller coaster has slowed down so that our trajectory is imperceptible ... but that's okay. I can use the breather.

Amy did a stellar job today, feeding Mack on the hour for 8 hours straight. Combined with the three feedings I did in the previous 4 hours, that makes 11 feedings in 16 hours. That's GREAT! And, in fact, perhaps a little too much?

After Amy administered her 8th feeding today ... Mack jumped off the couch, meowed the meow we only hear when our cats REALLY want to make a point, and heaved. Not everything ... but enough to say, "ENOUGH!"

So we're giving him a break. I'll give him one or two more feedings tonight, to get him the prescribed meds, and then let him sleep.

He doesn't look very happy. He's not quite the tight little ball he was when I got home (just after he overflowed), but he's still quite tense. We were told to watch for lethargy and/or depression ... but it's hard to tell, when he's been so miserable for so long, so John's going to take him in to see The Cat Doctor tomorrow, to have a blood test to make sure he hasn't developed a life-threatening anemia, which is apparently a possibility for cats in his situation.

Many thanks to everyone who has been pulling for Mack. Things seem to be going in a positive direction. Tomorrow, I'll be out of town and away from my computer, so unless something HUGE happens, I probably won't be updating.

I would be happy with slow, steady, boring, positive progress.

Have a great weekend, all!