"Sugar Magnolia, ringing that bluebell, caught up in sunlight
Come on out singing, I'll walk you in the sunshine.
Come on, honey, come along with me"
My kitty Sugar Magnolia (Shugie) is sick. So sick. Kidney failure. Possible bladder stones. He'll be in the hospital for a few days, will need some surgery, and a long recovery. He is BY FAR one of the very best parts of my life. For the record, if he doesn't make it, I won't either.
I love to see my loves in love
Think good thoughts, ok?
I visited my baby boy in the hospital last night. He was so drugged (thank gd he's not in pain) and it was so hard to see him that way. His kidneys were clearing up and making good progress. I was ok while I was there, but once I started walking out the door - without him - I lost it.
Got the call about an hour after I got home. Shugie went into congestive heart failure. His heart can't quite work hard enough to do what his body needs. He is now on oxygen and diuretics to push the fluid out of his lungs. I'm desperate to have him survive this and come home to me, but I know that I'm not willing to allow him to suffer. So if he does, I'll say goodbye and miss him forfuckingever.
"He's got everything delightful, he's got everything I need...."