Is there nothing he can take? / ¿No hay nada que pueda tomar?

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We were at the veterinary clinic for 2 hours Monday evening. Moose was easily (for San Geraldo) grabbed and “shoved” in the pet carrier. He meowed all the way there and meowed for a while during our long wait. Then the waiting room filled up and he was fascinated.

Moose was absolutely angelic for his long ultrasound. He was turned on his side and on his back while we held his legs. He didn’t budge. The radiologist was astounded and kept commenting on how sweet and cooperative he was.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t look good and we’re not surprised. His entire digestive system is inflamed. There were a number of big irregularities and a tumor is suspected. A biopsy would have to be done to know for certain. We’re surgery adverse when it comes to our cats. The vet will phone today. Meanwhile, he was given another anti-vomit shot before we left the office. So, we all should be a bit more comfortable for another couple of days.

I wish I could have taken pictures of Moose during the ultrasound, but I was otherwise occupied. What a sweetheart. We all couldn’t stop praising him. I spent our entire time there translating on the fly and was surprised by how well I did. And that’s after an hour at the medical center earlier in the day doing it for myself. It’s of course possible I was making it all up when I “translated” for San Geraldo.

Later today, it’s back to our private health center to have my punctured ear drum checked out by a specialist there. I hope that will be the end of that. The cream I was prescribed for the hematoma on my shin has already worked wonders. Maybe I’ll even stop boring you with medical reports.

It’s currently sunny and should reach 22˚C/72˚F today. Semana Santa begins next week and I’ll have some interesting distractions.

Estuvimos en la clínica veterinaria durante dos horas y media el lunes por la noche. A Moose lo agarraron fácilmente (para ser San Geraldo) y lo metieron en el transportín. Maulló durante todo el camino y siguió maullando un rato durante la larga espera. Luego, la sala de espera se llenó y él estaba fascinado.

Moose se portó de maravilla durante toda la larga ecografía. Lo pusimos de lado y boca arriba mientras le sujetábamos las patas. No se movió ni un milímetro. El radiólogo estaba asombrado y no dejaba de comentar lo dulce y cooperativo que era.

Desafortunadamente, el pronóstico no es bueno y no nos sorprende. Tiene todo el sistema digestivo inflamado. Había varias irregularidades importantes y se sospecha de un tumor. Habría que hacerle una biopsia para confirmarlo. Somos reacios a las cirugías cuando se trata de nuestros gatos. El veterinario nos llamará hoy. Mientras tanto, le pusieron otra inyección contra el vómito antes de salir de la clínica. Así que todos deberíamos estar un poco más tranquilos durante unos días más.

Ojalá hubiera podido sacarle fotos a Moose durante la ecografía, pero estaba ocupada con otra cosa. ¡Qué encanto! Todos estábamos encantados con él. Pasé todo el tiempo allí traduciendo sobre la marcha y me sorprendió lo bien que lo hice. Y eso después de haber estado una hora en el centro médico más temprano ese día traduciendo para mí misma. Claro que es posible que me lo estuviera inventando todo cuando “traduje” para San Geraldo.

Más tarde, hoy vuelvo a nuestro centro de salud privado para que un especialista me revise el tímpano perforado. Espero que ahí se acabe todo. La crema que me recetaron para el hematoma en la espinilla ya ha hecho maravillas. Quizás incluso deje de aburriros con informes médicos.

Ahora mismo hace sol y se espera que la temperatura alcance los 22°C/72°F hoy. La Semana Santa empieza la semana que viene y tendré algunas distracciones interesantes.

• Dudo still gets excited to explore the hallway.
• Dudo todavía se emociona al explorar el pasillo.
• Dudo checks in.
• Dudo se comunica conmigo.
• I wonder what Dudo would have made of the hallway at Urgent Care.
• Me pregunto qué habría pensado Dudo del pasillo de la clínica de urgencias.

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Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla and then Fuengirola, Spain. And now Córdoba.

5 thoughts on “Is there nothing he can take? / ¿No hay nada que pueda tomar?”

  1. What a difference in temperament between the two brothers! You described Dudo’s behaviour at his last visit as being like a Tasmanian Devil.

    I love the wide-eyed curiosity of his daily “excursion outdoors”… Jx

  2. How very different ‘siblings’ can be from each other.
    Here’s hoping Moose will have some better days ahead.
    I believe you have a good, long walk ahead of you sometime very soon.

  3. Oh, I am sorry to hear about Moose; I am with you about surgeries and such and having to make choices … yuck.
    I love that he was so easy going during his posing, though; he’s a trooper.
    Nice to know that ears and shins are progressing; that has to be a spot of good news.
    Hug The Boys for me.

    1. So sorry about Moose. Maybe a decision ahead there. I’m with you on surgery for older animals. But it’s hard. Meanwhile I’m glad the human is doing better. Boud

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