Oh @mlnevese , your familiar, your cat. I'm so sorry.
Can we have more pictures to remember her with please.
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I had to do a double take with the picture you have provided as I actually thought you had had your cat stuffed and mounted...
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At the risk of perhaps being overly sincere. I'm sure other people will want to see more pictures of your obviously well loved furry feline friend of 17 years.
Death smiles at us all, sometimes all you can do is smile back.
Thank you @mlnevese . These pictures are wonderful. It only just occurred to me that cats, whilst photogenic, don't hang around long enough for a picture to be taken. I lost a familiar myself, a wingless tresset, a long time ago. My wife is allergic to them and cats in general, but I'm now all broody to take another familiar in. Unfortunately, after Christmas, it is a busy time at the animal sanctuary
@mlnevese Sorry. It's never easy when they pass. I am finding the older I get the more hesitant I am to go through that pain of a companion passing again, although, after a time I usually do. Even with their short lives they give so much to us and ask for very little in return.
Looks like what I thought was a strained pectoral is actually a huge tear. It has come loose from where it's supposed to connect to your shoulder, rendering my left arm almost useless. I am now afraid if it will ever recover. Does anyone have similar experience?
Looks like what I thought was a strained pectoral is actually a huge tear. It has come loose from where it's supposed to connect to your shoulder, rendering my left arm almost useless. I am now afraid if it will ever recover. Does anyone have similar experience?
@FinneousPJ Ouch. Definitely ask a surgeon as they should be able to right it again. I had a bicep tendon tear that had to be cut and relocated to another spot in my shoulder by drilling & screwing it into another location.
Seeing the pictures further up the thread from @mlnevese I thought you might all appreciate this account of our cat, or really looking back, my son's cat. She died just before Christmas, sorry I don't have any photos.
We got her as a kitten when my son was 18months old, a blue tortoishell Burmese. I thought I might have to take her back as my son (Joseph) was obsessed with her and wouldn't leave her alone. Until I realised that when he wan't bothering her, she would go and bother him. Never had any trouble with Joe going to bed or sleeping because she would go to bed with him, every night, and he would fall asleep holding her paw. And for 15 years she did the same, (though I think as he got older the paw holding stopped..I think)
We joked that Joe thought he was part cat and she was in fact his second mother. He called her the "ow" and that name stuck rather than her official name, Charisma, as that was the noise she made. It wasn't until he was 2/3 that somebody pointed out that Joe didn't really talk properly, but because we all understood what he was saying, we hadn't kind of realised. And then we started noticing that a lot of the time he was speaking "cat" rather than English.
So time moved on, she had kittens and I have a photo of Joe fast asleep at about 3/4yo, covered in six tiny kittens and their mother by his side as usual.
About 5/6 years ago, she got ill and the diagnosis from the vet was that she had cancer, a large tumour and didn't have much longer. (That's the second cat of ours the vet has said that about, we did change vets, once yes, twice, he's useless).
But she didn't die, she wasn't particularly healthy, bad cough and she used to retch a lot. But her coat was in good condition, she would still run around, still wait for Joe to come home from school whilst being petted and fussed by the children walking past the front garden. She was popular with anybody who came to the house and pretty well known locally. Especially as she would follow you down the road to the shops or even go for a walk across the fields with us on the other side of the river. Or sit outside with us on firework night by the bonfire, or greet every "trick or treater" on Halloween.
This last year though, she did begin to fail, I thought that she would get through the summer but did think she wouldn't get through winter. And that's what happened. She had had to stop going upto bed with Joe the last couple of months, prefering to stay downstairs on the sofa and she wouldn't go out of the house at all.
The morning she died, Joe woke up as normal, went downstairs to have breakfast before school. He told me afterwards, that she had woken up from where she slept on a blanket on the sofa and with difficulty had managed to crawl onto his lap. He'd seen she couldn't walk properly and was about to come and get me but she had died in his lap before he had the chance.
Joseph dug her grave himself and she's buried under a rose bush in the back garden. She was a great cat, one of the best.
@UnderstandMouseMagic She does sound like a great kitty. It's good to hear your son buried her. I always, as much as it hurts, think it seems to help with closure somewhat. Cats have more loyalty and personality than some give them credit for.
@Zaghoul Yes, I visited a orthopedic doctor today. He sent me to get an MRI. Hopefully I can get it tomorrow or Friday.
@FinneousPJ You still waitin on the MRI? I had a military surgeon work on my repair, and he saw alot of that. He knew right off even without the MRI but the MRI helped prove it move.
Losing pets is never easy. We lost four dogs in about four years. One of them just got old, two were killed by defective flea medicine (NEVER use Sergeants pet care products), and one to heart disease. One of them died in my arms on the way to the vet.
@mlnevese Man, I'm sorry. Just after laying your kitty to rest I know this must seem like ya can't catch a break. Here's to a better year of life ahead for you and yours.
I hope it was peaceful. I've seen one dog in visible pain and another dog die in peace, and the former is much harder to bear.
Take heart that you gave your pets a good life in a loving home.
He had severe allergies since he was a puppy. As some may know a dog's allergy affects their skins instead of respiratory system as is more common in humans... We tried every treatment available but in the end his skin was so fragile that even standing up and walking would make him bleed... He would be 12 years old in September.
@Zaghoul I finally got the diagnosis, and the sternocostal portion of the pectoralis major is completely torn off. The doctor does not recommend surgery due to uncertain outcome.
@Zaghoul I finally got the diagnosis, and the sternocostal portion of the pectoralis major is completely torn off. The doctor does not recommend surgery due to uncertain outcome.
Sounds bad. I wish you a good recovery. But what's the prospect for healing without surgery? How will the functionality of your arm fare?
@Zaghoul I finally got the diagnosis, and the sternocostal portion of the pectoralis major is completely torn off. The doctor does not recommend surgery due to uncertain outcome.
Sounds bad. I wish you a good recovery. But what's the prospect for healing without surgery? How will the functionality of your arm fare?
It won't heal without surgery. But the recovery with surgery is also uncertain. The arm is functional but much of my strength is gone.
Darn. the portion of the pec attached to the sternum, right? Shoot, sounds like a type 4 injury?. Ya had to go n get the rare one huh? From the little I have studied it, due to it being mostly muscle and not much tendon much to speak of, it is a tough call. I did see there is a possible relocation of that part of the muscle to a another location that might allow some strength to be recovered.
I was also told without surgery, no healing was possible. If there is any tendon involved I know there is the option of an allograft but it sounds as if this does not apply to a type 4. You get it from the good ol bench press or something else?
Ya had to go n get the rare one huh? From the little I have studied it, due to it being mostly muscle and not much tendon much to speak of, it is a tough call. I did see there is a possible relocation of that part of the muscle to a another location that might allow some strength to be recovered.
I was also told without surgery, no healing was possible. If there is any tendon involved I know there is the option of an allograft but it sounds as if this does not apply to a type 4. You get it from the good ol bench press or something else?
Yes, that is what the doctor said. Due to there not being much tendon, it will just tear again very easily.
@FinneousPJ You might ask them if that other type of relocation might work if the pain gets too severe with certain movements, just to see what they say anyway. Some surgeons know more options than other. I went to three before I had one to agree to try a relocation of my bicep tendon. I wold not give up on it quite yet anyway. Get another opinion or two if you can, I would say.
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(I would take the numbness as a good sign. At the very least, it'll help you keep functioning day-to-day while you're processing everything.)
Can we have more pictures to remember her with please.
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I had to do a double take with the picture you have provided as I actually thought you had had your cat stuffed and mounted...
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At the risk of perhaps being overly sincere. I'm sure other people will want to see more pictures of your obviously well loved furry feline friend of 17 years.
Death smiles at us all, sometimes all you can do is smile back.
@Anduin Here are some more pictures of our old furry friend when she was a young 2 years old cat
Ouch. Definitely ask a surgeon as they should be able to right it again. I had a bicep tendon tear that had to be cut and relocated to another spot in my shoulder by drilling & screwing it into another location.
We got her as a kitten when my son was 18months old, a blue tortoishell Burmese. I thought I might have to take her back as my son (Joseph) was obsessed with her and wouldn't leave her alone. Until I realised that when he wan't bothering her, she would go and bother him. Never had any trouble with Joe going to bed or sleeping because she would go to bed with him, every night, and he would fall asleep holding her paw. And for 15 years she did the same, (though I think as he got older the paw holding stopped..I think)
We joked that Joe thought he was part cat and she was in fact his second mother. He called her the "ow" and that name stuck rather than her official name, Charisma, as that was the noise she made. It wasn't until he was 2/3 that somebody pointed out that Joe didn't really talk properly, but because we all understood what he was saying, we hadn't kind of realised. And then we started noticing that a lot of the time he was speaking "cat" rather than English.
So time moved on, she had kittens and I have a photo of Joe fast asleep at about 3/4yo, covered in six tiny kittens and their mother by his side as usual.
About 5/6 years ago, she got ill and the diagnosis from the vet was that she had cancer, a large tumour and didn't have much longer. (That's the second cat of ours the vet has said that about, we did change vets, once yes, twice, he's useless).
But she didn't die, she wasn't particularly healthy, bad cough and she used to retch a lot. But her coat was in good condition, she would still run around, still wait for Joe to come home from school whilst being petted and fussed by the children walking past the front garden. She was popular with anybody who came to the house and pretty well known locally. Especially as she would follow you down the road to the shops or even go for a walk across the fields with us on the other side of the river. Or sit outside with us on firework night by the bonfire, or greet every "trick or treater" on Halloween.
This last year though, she did begin to fail, I thought that she would get through the summer but did think she wouldn't get through winter. And that's what happened.
She had had to stop going upto bed with Joe the last couple of months, prefering to stay downstairs on the sofa and she wouldn't go out of the house at all.
The morning she died, Joe woke up as normal, went downstairs to have breakfast before school.
He told me afterwards, that she had woken up from where she slept on a blanket on the sofa and with difficulty had managed to crawl onto his lap. He'd seen she couldn't walk properly and was about to come and get me but she had died in his lap before he had the chance.
Joseph dug her grave himself and she's buried under a rose bush in the back garden.
She was a great cat, one of the best.
Take heart that you gave your pets a good life in a loving home.
This sounded like what you have and what has been tried:
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/25341950
I was also told without surgery, no healing was possible. If there is any tendon involved I know there is the option of an allograft but it sounds as if this does not apply to a type 4.
You get it from the good ol bench press or something else?
I wold not give up on it quite yet anyway. Get another opinion or two if you can, I would say.