Tuesday, November 02, 2010

3148 Bad Night

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

“I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. They are so unlike your Christ.”
-- Ghandi --


Last night was a very bad night. I had a lot of pain on my left side, just below and under my lowest ribs, front wrapping around to the back. I think it's probably a pulled muscle, but I really got worried because I couldn't find a comfortable position. I was afraid the pain was more serious than a pulled muscle. I hope it's a pulled muscle. And that stupid tempur-pedic-style/memory foam mattress wasn't helping at all. I positively HATE it. I need a firm flat mattress. I may have to buy a futon tomorrow.

I felt a little better after I got up, and lots better after a late-morning soak in a hot bath.

The pain in my side was only part of it. Jasper was going through something, I don't know what, but he called all night long, starting at about 1:30 am. I could hear him wandering the house, "Mau? Marrrr? Mao?" I'd yell to him (and finally yelled AT him) and he'd be quiet for a while, and just as I fell asleep he'd start up again. It wasn't that he couldn't find the litter box - I heard him use it once. I was ready to throw him out the front door! I wouldn't - he's strictly an indoor cat, but I was getting desperate. With hard floors and no curtains and so much undecorated wall and no furniture, sound echos. It sounded like he was maoing into my ear.

He stopped when the sun came up. Between the pain and the maoing, the only sleep I got was between 6 and 9 am.

I don't know what I'll do if he starts that crap again tonight.


the queen said...

Shingles! Get to a doctor.

~~Silk said...

Jay had shingles when he was on chemo. It was spots/patches all down his left hip and leg. The doctor didn't recognize it, probably because Jay had no pain. The doctor forgot, I guess, that the tumor on the right side of the brain meant that a lot of signals to and from the left side of his body didn't get through. We had to tell him what it was.

I don't think my ache is shingles. It feels deeper. Deep enough that I was worried about kidney or spleen.

Anonymous said...

You'd be amazed what gas can do to you and where you can hurt with it.

Do you have a garage to which you can confine the cat so you can get some rest? We shove Tessa's ass out there when she gets weather wound up. I give her a dog bed and a bowl of water and then see her the next morning.


~~Silk said...

Yeah, gas is a definite possibility. I so seldom experience it that I might not recognize it, but come to think of it, there was some ... evidence ... of that.

I didn't think of the garage, but doubt that I'd have put him there even if I'd thought of it. He's, um, emotionally delicate right now, what with the move, and I'd be afraid he'd completely freak. Plus it's been near freezing at night, and I'd worry that he'd catch cold.

Luckily, he was much quieter last night.

~~Silk said...

Five months after this post, in April 2011, I landed in the hospital with a serious problem with the left kidney. It WAS kidney pain.