Ok, so you all know how Brooch had that nasty little infection on her legs... well it had gotten worse in February, right around the time our vacation. In fact, we actually took her to the vet on one of the first days of the vacation. Well anyway, they started her on a new med for her legs at the time and both us mommies were home along with grandma for what worked out to be 10 days in a row. With no real plans it was just us at home with a sick baby, giving her a TON of uninterrupted affection.
Problem was Mommi and Grandma had to go back to work. Shortly thereafter the screaming started. Brooch would scream (you know the one that a baby - of any species - makes to let Mama know they need something) near constantly. It took a while, but the pieces started to fall into place. When it was just me and Brooch and Book at home, Brooch would scream until I went to her, picked her up and paced with her, holding her tight and soothing her. If it was Grandma home with us, Brooch screamed less... that is, as long as Grandma's door was open or Brooch was sitting & screaming in the hall to the Mommies' room or by the door that leads into the garage (the primary door used to get in or out the house). And if both Mommies were home Brooch would sit in the area between our locations (if we happened to be in separate rooms) and scream. She was happiest if we were in the same room, but she'd still go to Grandma's door and scream. But, if we were all home, Brooch was mostly quiet.
So you can see where this is heading, I'm sure....
|Technically calcium pills from "dfanton" at SXC|
So, it has been 15 days and we only missed one pill so far. She's just ending what would be the adjustment period for the new medication. So far, it seems to be helping some. She doesn't scream nearly as often. She does seem a bit jumpy, but if that continues I will talk to Dr Mary again and see if we need to pull back on the dosage. We shall see, and we will keep everyone posted.
And I have to try to adjust to her, I guess, growing up. See... after working 8-10 hrs a day, when we get home there's only a couple hrs to work with with family life -- so I'm remembering quiet vividly when she used to crawl up on me to settle in on my chest whilst I was sitting in a chair ... her letting me pick her up and just hold her for a while (now it's like she hates to be up, she immediately starts to try to get down. Where before she'd last a few minutes) But I have to remember... she's no longer a kitten and I am not able to forge a tactile relationship with her very well because most of the day I am at work :-( And as far as my memory knows... it seems like this "contact rejection" started near Prozac introduction - so part of me wants to blame that (it's easier than the grow up thing or my working).
May the catnip always be plentiful and the string never fray,
~ Brooch Czarina