Thanks Hissy, if you're referring to my pictures...
The worst part was that we live in a one-bedroom apartment. So we had to split the cats up three ways. Tiki was kept at my mother's with an eye ulcer, the three kittens with URIs were on our balcony under a baby tent - to keep them away from the summer heat, and our cat was in the apartment. Every time we went out the door and in the door we showered, washed hands, sterilized, washed our clothes, etc...
Then we had to switch cats for vet appointments. The cats would throw up in the car, and the two groups were two hours apart, for four hours car rides round-trip.
Then medications 3-4 times per day, lysine in the food, calls to adoption places, cash to the vet, litter boxes, food, monitoring Tiki constantly so she wouldn't scratch her ulcer, etc..
I can't count the number of nervous breakdowns we had.
And I can't take the credit! My girlfriend and mother were stellar about handling much of what's above. It was a team effort.
But now we've calmed down a bit and we're catching one cat (or two cats) at a time.
We still have the balcony issue though - there's no place to keep the cats once we catch them, but we've got some community help at this point.
How many times have I cried in frustration and helplessness? I can't count.
What I can count:
Eight cats taken in.
Seven cats caught as ferals.
Five kittens adopted to new homes and one (hopefully) en route.
Four females on their way to being spayed.
Two cats expected to be re-released.
And on a sad note, one kitten that couldn't be caught that was hit by a car.