So here’s the lastest on Alex:
I’ll give you this … he’s still keeping Liz and I on our toes, and he’s certainly not lost his sense of humor.
In the last several weeks, this seasoned cat has now gone totally, if not mostly, blind in his left eye, so he’s got that going for him. We first noticed that his left eyelid was drooping a little, and then that his left pupil is now humungous compared to the right. I did the eye test–waving my finger in front of him–and he doesn’t notice anySo here’s the lastest on Alex:
I’ll give you this … he’s still keeping Liz and I on our toes, and he’s certainly not lost his sense of humor.
In the last several weeks, this seasoned cat has now gone totally, if not mostly, blind in his left eye, so he’s got that going for him. We first noticed that his left eyelid was drooping a little, and then that his left pupil is now humungous compared to the right. I did the eye test–waving my finger in front of him–and he doesn’t notice anything from the left, but clearly with his right. So, the eyesigh is going.
It also turns out that he now has an infection of some sort on his right big toe, very similar to the back toe that he had amputated because of cancer. He likely has cancer in that front toe, but at this point, why have it removed? It does seem to bother him a bit, but not so much that he appears in regular pain. More like an annoyance.
And if that wasn’t enough, he’s wheezing more now, and having trouble sitting still (likely due to his labored breathing), so he’s meowing all the time.
And oh yeah, similar to the drooping eye, he’s losing muscle function in his lower mouth, so he’s now just shoving his entire face into his food and liquids, so he comes out covered in liquid–and drool. It’s quite the scene. Liz and I will be on teh couch, and Alex comes wandering over, face covered in gunk. Then he hops up on the couch, shakes his head, and the drool and water (or milk) goes flying. So we’ve got Alex’s gunk stains all over the place.
Alex still manages to squeeze in his attention time, making sure we give him plenty of pets and cheek scratching, because, after all, he’s him, and he needs his to get his TLC. If he ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.
So there you have it. Alex is still kicking, getting crankier by the day, but at least he’s still here to be cranky at all.
