OK, Tiger is still doing well and taking his medicine w/o much fuss. I'm SOOOOO glad it wasn't Socrates that had this problem, because he is a real pain when it comes to vets, medicine, etc. But, he too has finally calmed down. But, I haven't recieved any Socrates love since Tiger came home. Funny, when Tiger was in the vets, Socs was all blubber love about to drip off my lap because he was so relaxed.
Lil' Tiger has been secluding himself under the bed, something he has never done before getting sick. That just worries me because thats what he did Saturday when he sqautted in my jeans and I lightly swatted him. God, I still feel horrible about that, with what happened. But, the lil' guy is purring and seems content, though still under the weather. I can't get him to play fetch w/ his favorite toy, but the Doc said it would take about 6 weeks for him to fully recover. I worry about him so.
This Saturday I'm going to an all night party and Aunt Helen and Uncle Allen are going to spend the night here and cat sit and make sure he gets his medicine. And, of course, as a worrisome parent I will leave all accessible numbers and a blank signed check JUST IN CASE. I'll probably be calling here a few times Saturday night.
I wasn't going to go to the party becaue I knew Tiger would have to get his medicine on schedule and unless I took him with me, I wasn't going. But, Helen and Allen volunteered and everyone tells me with the stress I've been under that I need to do some serious unwinding, so I guess I will. I just hope that I can go and still have a good time, because I know I'm going to miss my sick little boy and Socs too.