Today I was stuffed into the PTU and catnapped to the V-E-T's office. I've had to go there a lot lately, so I was not at all happy to have to go again. Dr. C. looked at my incision and said I am doing an excellent job of keeping it clean. He said it is healing nicely. Then he talked with Mom and Dad for a long time about Me and about my lymphoma. He said fortunately, it is a slow growing kind. They also talked about chemotherapy. Mom and Dad asked some questions, but mostly I just looked around for a way to get out of there.
Next the torture assistant put me back on the exam table and Dr. C. showed Mom and Dad how he gives pills to Cats. I didn't think it was at all fair, but I never had a chance. Mom says the pill was a type of prednisone. I have to take it every day until further notice. It is supposed to reduce inflammation and make me feel better. Dr. C. said it will also increase my appetite and make me gain weight. He said that the weight gain isn't desirable, but increased appetite will help me want to eat during the times when I'm not hungry due to my treatment and disease.
After we got home, Mom used Dr. C's how-to-give-a-pill-to-a-Cat technique to give Me another pill! This pill was Leukeran (chlorambucil) which is an anti-cancer drug. I have to take half a pill every 48 hours. I am not at all happy about this either, but fortunately it is very tiny. After that I played the part of the poor pitiful victim, and Dad gave me some treats.
I was still hungry after treats, so I went to the kitchen to eat some crunchies. Then I followed Mom around, begged to be petted, played with some yarn, and had a batting match with Catzee. After that I went to bed for my daily afternoon nap. Actually I feel pretty good in spite of this morning.