vickythecat
Senior member
- Joined
- Jan 5, 2017
- Messages
- 366
- Reason
- DX FIBRO
- Diagnosis
- 01/2013
- Country
- EU
- State
- Earth
I will use this post as therapy...I just have to because I have no other option.
5 weeks ago 2 newly born kittens were left in front of our building. People see that we take care of stray animals, and decide that taking away babies from their mothers and bringing them us is a good idea. (It is not, people, it is not). I had to feed them every 3 hours, poo/pee, in the heat of August.
1 week later I got sick, fever, aches, swollen neck. Could not go to my GP because it was a holiday week, all GP's were closed. And to go to the ER - no thanks. Lots of painkillers, rest, water...and hope for the best. My mom is worried about me, yet is also not taking care of me. I have to do everything on my own - incl. take care of the kittens, cook, clean. I am a little frustrated, angry as well. I need help, but I am all alone.
5 days later, GP is shocked to see my neck, orders blood tests, tells me it can be cancer, especially hearing that I lost 5 kilo/10 pounds. WTF right?
Next day, blood results show it is an infection, nothing to worry about, antibiotics. Why did she have to scare me like that?
Same day, my mom starts acting weird. Forgetful, agitated, stressed out. But I am too sick to concentrate on her, so I just let her sleep and take it easy. I cook, clean, take care of the cats etc.
That night, at 4 am, she wakes us up and the horrible roller coaster ride started. My mom lost the ability to talk, understand....so for weeks, we've been in and out of hospitals, ER's, tests, doctors, all during a heatwave, horrible traffic jams, power cuts at home, the kittens need feeding, the hospital does not know, doctors do not know, the bureaucracy, the stupidity of people, the laziness of people... I am still sick....my fibro decides to flare up of course. Extreme pain all over. And I mean all over.
But I have to go on. The system here requires someone to be with the patient. Thankfully my sister is there to help as well. But she also is the breadwinner, so needs to work of course. Finally back at home, I have to take care of my mother. Cook, clean, be her nurse, her carer, her physical therapist, her speech therapist etc. I don't mind, I am pretty good at these things, and I love my mom, BUT this fibro....this hell of fibro.......
In the meantime a mama cat got killed by a car, 2 kittens of hers died of sickness (I was on my way to the vet, rushing because I could not leave my mom alone at home for long, they died on the way).
And today, they started loud construction work in front of our house, the electricity lines were accidentally cut, the phones did not work, the road closed off...I am stressing out because I need all these things with a sick person at the house. I need the ambulance to be able come to my house in the worst case scenario. But these workers do not listen. They have no brains, no compassion, no understanding. ''No problem, don't worry.' they tell me!!!
And just now one of my tiny kittens died. I was going to bring her to the vet today. I'd been feeding/take care of her for 5 weeks, the orphan kitten. Had given her antibiotics, extra vitamins, she was getting better....but this morning she died. She had become my baby. I can't have a human baby, so these kittens become my baby. So I lost my baby today. I have to hide my tears, my pain, my loss, heart ache, because my mom needs to stay calm and stress-free. I have to smile, be happy around her....act like everything is fine. But nothing is fine.
It is just too much....too much......
5 weeks ago 2 newly born kittens were left in front of our building. People see that we take care of stray animals, and decide that taking away babies from their mothers and bringing them us is a good idea. (It is not, people, it is not). I had to feed them every 3 hours, poo/pee, in the heat of August.
1 week later I got sick, fever, aches, swollen neck. Could not go to my GP because it was a holiday week, all GP's were closed. And to go to the ER - no thanks. Lots of painkillers, rest, water...and hope for the best. My mom is worried about me, yet is also not taking care of me. I have to do everything on my own - incl. take care of the kittens, cook, clean. I am a little frustrated, angry as well. I need help, but I am all alone.
5 days later, GP is shocked to see my neck, orders blood tests, tells me it can be cancer, especially hearing that I lost 5 kilo/10 pounds. WTF right?
Next day, blood results show it is an infection, nothing to worry about, antibiotics. Why did she have to scare me like that?
Same day, my mom starts acting weird. Forgetful, agitated, stressed out. But I am too sick to concentrate on her, so I just let her sleep and take it easy. I cook, clean, take care of the cats etc.
That night, at 4 am, she wakes us up and the horrible roller coaster ride started. My mom lost the ability to talk, understand....so for weeks, we've been in and out of hospitals, ER's, tests, doctors, all during a heatwave, horrible traffic jams, power cuts at home, the kittens need feeding, the hospital does not know, doctors do not know, the bureaucracy, the stupidity of people, the laziness of people... I am still sick....my fibro decides to flare up of course. Extreme pain all over. And I mean all over.
But I have to go on. The system here requires someone to be with the patient. Thankfully my sister is there to help as well. But she also is the breadwinner, so needs to work of course. Finally back at home, I have to take care of my mother. Cook, clean, be her nurse, her carer, her physical therapist, her speech therapist etc. I don't mind, I am pretty good at these things, and I love my mom, BUT this fibro....this hell of fibro.......
In the meantime a mama cat got killed by a car, 2 kittens of hers died of sickness (I was on my way to the vet, rushing because I could not leave my mom alone at home for long, they died on the way).
And today, they started loud construction work in front of our house, the electricity lines were accidentally cut, the phones did not work, the road closed off...I am stressing out because I need all these things with a sick person at the house. I need the ambulance to be able come to my house in the worst case scenario. But these workers do not listen. They have no brains, no compassion, no understanding. ''No problem, don't worry.' they tell me!!!
And just now one of my tiny kittens died. I was going to bring her to the vet today. I'd been feeding/take care of her for 5 weeks, the orphan kitten. Had given her antibiotics, extra vitamins, she was getting better....but this morning she died. She had become my baby. I can't have a human baby, so these kittens become my baby. So I lost my baby today. I have to hide my tears, my pain, my loss, heart ache, because my mom needs to stay calm and stress-free. I have to smile, be happy around her....act like everything is fine. But nothing is fine.
It is just too much....too much......