My little fur-ball got her biopsy last Tuesday. Initially, she seemed to tolerate the procedure quite well. However, two days later she kept visiting her litter box, over and over, which is unusual for her. The next thing I knew, there was blood everywhere. Large amounts of it. It was really scary. I called my husband and he came home from work to drive us to the veterinarian as I was too upset to drive. We discovered that she had a "raging urinary tract infection," to quote my vet. It came on very suddenly, without any prior noticeable symptoms. We started her on antibiotics and this stopped the bleeding in less than 24 hours, but it did not immediately stop the excessive urination.
This whole incident ended up being extremely taxing for me, as it challenged all of my contamination issues. She urinated so much blood on the carpet underneath my kitchen table that I ended up having to throw it away. For days, she urinated all over the house. I tried to keep up with cleaning it, but it was impossible. The house smelled terrible throughout this time period as well. One night, she just wouldn't stop. It was late and I couldn't deal with it anymore. So I literally just walked away. I went upstairs, closed my bedroom door, and went to sleep. I figured I would deal with it all in the morning. You know what? It worked. I got up in the morning and cleaned whatever new 'presents' she left for me. It ended up being fine.
She has finally started urinating normally in her litter box again. The house smells alright today. However, she's vomiting all over the place now. Is it OK if I scream? Last night, I decided to give all the floors a good washing, just to make sure I got all the spots. Not compulsive washing, just a normal, one time, type of washing. While I was on my hands and knees cleaning the hardwood floor in the living room, I turned around and noticed that Anna was vomiting in the hallway. This is starting to get comical. OK, not really. We believe it is the antibiotics, so the vet told me to give her a break from the medicine for about 36 hours to let her tummy calm down. Poor baby.
In any case, it's been a difficult week, but I've made it so far. Yes, my anxiety was ramped up, but not as much as you would think. (Agh, she just threw up while I was typing this!) I'm trying to be mindful, and not let my emotions take control. I'm not thinking about tomorrow, or even later today. It's too overwhelming that way. Slowly but surely, we're making it through this, Anna and I.
I do, however, have really good news. Anna's biopsy came back negative! It was just a cyst, so she does not have cancer! What a great surprise. Thank you all for your well wishes and prayers. It is much appreciated.
Another good note, I just found out that my recent mammogram also came back negative. Ladies, if you're 40 and over, time to schedule those mammograms. If you're under 40, it's recommended to get one mammogram that can be used as a baseline for later. Even if you don't want to do it for yourself, do it for the people who love you. (That's the only reason I did it!)