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I'm posting an interlude, because, hey, I can't talk about Worldcon ALL the time. Well, I can. It sort of consumes me right now. But that's the next post.

This one goes up for the friends of the frog in the birdhouse.

First item: Mrs. Gaines has FIP. She is Miss E's first cat, the only girl cat in the household. My dismay is that I shall lose my best mouser. I shall no longer look out my office window to see her running along the roof gutters, shall no longer hear her disembodied meows when she pretends she hasn't a clue how to get back down by herself. Mrs. G is 5.5 years old. FIP normally strikes in the first year or so when a cat first catches a common cat virus. If they have a genetic marker, their immune system goes haywire and the result is FIP. We're not sure how long Mrs. G has had it, but it's fatal. The issue is usually diagnosing it. We're making her comfortable, loving her.

Second item: We had the first of Miss E's visits to specialists for this week. This was a follow-up with an endocrinologist. Blood tests last time were negative. She sees some change, but not enough. Follow-up again in six months. It's possible, she said, that while her test for celiac was negative, that Miss E does have it. Her gastric distress is telling us something, but what? (Same thing her pediatrician said.) Miss E was all doom and gloom about the visit because last time a great deal of blood was drawn. I had told her over and over that we simply didn't know until we got there what the doctor would order done. And in fact, she ordered no tests at all. Ha, hardy, ha, ha. I wonder if my mother ever felt this vindicated by the result of some event? But of course, as E is still quite young, she will promptly forget the lessons her parents were trying to teach her about not blowing things up before you have any idea what's going to happen. GI specialist is on Friday.

Third item: Miss E has requested that I cease calling her a "munchkin." She is, in fact, munchkin-sized. But she has neither seen the film nor read the book. She made this request in earshot of her grandfather. I responded that she didn't even know what one was. And he said "time for her to read the book, which is far better than the movie." And I do agree with him. While I was terrified by that movie and I think it's a marvel, the book is something else again. Not to mention some of the sequels.

Frog Out


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Jul. 21st, 2009 05:14 pm (UTC)
Aw. I'm sorry about Mrs. G. Poor kitty. :>(

I've never read any of the WoO books. Hey, did you know L. F. B. had a house out here? It's over on Coronado island. I've taken several friends to see it.
Jul. 21st, 2009 05:17 pm (UTC)
Yes, I did. He also stayed at the Del, my favorite hotel of all time. And you're not supposed to say "here" anymore. Here is Tucson. Start squealing. Airfares dropped at Southwest. I'm flying.
Jul. 21st, 2009 06:14 pm (UTC)

Jul. 21st, 2009 05:23 pm (UTC)
OK, I am late and clueless to this party, but if celiac is an issue, and you ever want to bend an ear, I have close experience with it (mom and sister are both celiacs - -so far, I am good, though I always watch my GI and other immune responses, because I am likely genetically predisposed). I will say that the blood test for celiac is notoriously inaccurate, and that I hope that solutions can be found that allow Miss E to be happy and healthy!

And I am so sorry about your kitty. :(.
Jul. 21st, 2009 05:33 pm (UTC)
Neither late nor clueless. You are on target.

Miss E is 10 and only 48 inches tall and 55 pounds soaking wet. She has not grown in the past year more than about a half inch. It was thought to be related to HGH, Ritalin, who knows what. It is no longer related to Ritalin. And HGH was ruled out. Celiac is also on the table. Since she stopped Ritalin, she's had a lot of gastric distress. So, next specialist, please!
Jul. 21st, 2009 06:01 pm (UTC)
So sorry to hear about Mrs. G.

Maybe Miss E thinks a munchkin is one of those donut holes that come in big boxes. But the WoO books are wonderful. My sister has the entire collection in the original hardcovers. Our grandfather used to read them to her, and I'd read them to myself. My favorite characters were Terrybubble the dinosaur skeleton and Thun the thunder colt. The Gnome King with his collection of crystal figures also impressed me greatly. I still can't look at glass animals without thinking about that adventure.

Hope you get to the root of Miss E's physical probs.
Jul. 21st, 2009 06:08 pm (UTC)
How sad about poor Mrs. Gaines! It's so hard to loose a friend, especially because she sounds like she has a lot of personality.

I don't have any advice on Miss E. My son took Ritalin for a few years, but he's 6'1" so I don't think it stunted his growth. My niece, who just turned 16, was short until just about two years ago when she finally got a growth spurt and now she's about 5'5". But if Miss E is having gastric problems, it could be something Crohn's like that interferes with nutritional absorption. Poor baby!

My daughter is 20 now, but I remember holding her while she got shots at the doctors. I knew it was the right thing to do, but I still felt like a traitor.

Did you ever read Tom Doyle's story "The Wizard of Macatawa" in PARADOX? It's the Oz story retold, and based partly on Baum spending summers in a Michigan beach town.
Jul. 21st, 2009 06:51 pm (UTC)
Listened to Tom read the story aloud at last year's Capclave. Good story.
Jul. 21st, 2009 06:25 pm (UTC)
This is a crappy day for my friends' animals. Samba-bamba is going blind--they found the retinal scarring when they did surgery on the hole in her head, which they thought was caused by a kick, but now think was caused by her running into something at speed in the night, when she couldn't see.

I'm sorry about Mrs. G. :( I know she's been a good kitty.
Jul. 21st, 2009 06:47 pm (UTC)
Oh hell, I'm sorry to hear your queen cat is not doing well, and that Miss E has to deal with a sick cat on top of multiple doctor visits. No fair.
Jul. 21st, 2009 10:14 pm (UTC)
Peace Mrs Gaines, peace.

I hope the specialist gives you something concrete for Miss E. The worst part of anything is "not knowing' - once you know, you can do something. And it's doing something that makes us feel in control.

Wizard of Oz books made my childhood. I spent many hours and days living in Oz as a child, I hope Miss E's adventures there are as fulfilling as my own.
Jul. 22nd, 2009 01:54 am (UTC)
I'm sorry about Mrs. Gaines - I love the picture of her lying on the placemat as if that's where she belongs.

And poor Miss E - gastric problems and a sick kitty! I hope that everything turns out all right for her, and soon.

Good thoughts.
Jul. 22nd, 2009 10:44 am (UTC)
Perhaps if Miss E were to experience the game Munchkin, she would acquire a new appreciation. Or not.
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