Wow. This feels strange. It’s like starting fresh, starting something totally new. I’ve been eyeing out WordPress for a while now, toying with the idea of moving away from Blogger. I tried WordPress this winter for a school project and liked the way it felt. So, Noshoes has moved. The new address is: annanoshoes.wordpress.com We'll see how I get on with it.
Noshoes started about two years ago, when I stopped contemplating blogging and decided to finally do it, to step out if my comfort zone. It has never become a big blog, but it has grown extremely important to me. Last night I decided to take another big leap, and I honestly feel a bit nervous. I wanted a change and there really is no time like the present. Let’s see where this next chapter takes us, shall we?
Well that was a long hiatus. Among all the stuff I was going on about in my last post, our lives suddenly changed. About a month ago, our cat Wilma started coughing a lot. She has a long coat, so she's always coughed a bit now and again, trying to get hair out of her throat. This was different. It was a wheezing, dry cough. I was really anxious and scared for her.
We took her to the vet and she told us that it sounds like Wilma could have asthma. She ran some blood tests and took a couple of X-rays just to be sure it wasn't anything more serious. Thank goodness it wasn't! We were sent home with an asthmatic cat, antibiotics, and cortisone tablets.
The first few days were rough. Wilma wasn't used to taking all kinds of medication and resented us for stuffing pills and liquid antibiotics down her throat twice a day. As if that wasn't enough, Wanda (our other cat, Wilma's sister from the same litter) was acting really aggressively towards her for a good couple of days.
Cats rely a lot on scents, so when Wilma didn't smell like herself, Wanda didn't even recognize her. She started hissing and growling whenever Wilma was anywhere near her. It was heartbreaking to watch, because the two of them have always been like peas in a pod. I usually take them to the vet together to avoid situations like these, but this time it wasn't really an option. No amount of rubbing Wanda's smell on Wilma helped. We tried to reintroduce them through a crack in the door, but Wanda wasn't having it. It took a lot of time and patience (which I lack, let's be honest), but slowly they became accustomed to each other again. Now they act like nothing ever happened, which is such a relief!
Wilma has been eating cortisone tablets for three weeks now and the coughing has stopped completely. We are gradually reducing the dose (according to the instructions our wonderful vet gave us) and seeing what happens. In the next month or so, we're planning on purchasing an inhaler and slowly introducing Wilma to it. It would be nice if she learned to live with an inhaler, since it's better if we can get the cortisone straight to where it's actually needed: her lungs.
If any of you readers have any experience with feline asthma, I would like to hear your stories (not the horrible, scary, negative ones, please). We are really new to this whole asthma-business; neither of us suffer from it or have family members who have it, either. Have any of you taught your cat to take an inhaler? I would love to know how you and your cat managed it!
It never ceases to amaze me how big of an impact being ill has on my schedule. Everything goes topsy-turvy if I miss a couple of days at school and work. So much catchibg up to do! I missed three days last week and have been busy with a lot of stuff I should've done during those three days. Studies, work, home stuff... There's so much laundry that our hamper is not even visible anymore!
I have a couple of posts waiting to be finished. They'll be coming you way asap, or at least as soon as I've taken care of all the boring stuff that needs tending to! ;)