You don’t have to be female to be a mother or to even have offspring. Do you think you are a caring, protective person? I believe we all have it in us to be nurturing and loving. The denial of this is perhaps the way we were mothered ourselves as children. Maybe you are one of the fortunate souls who had proper encouragement as you were maturing. This makes it much easier to recognize these caring qualities in you. My guess is that many of us didn’t have cozy, warm experiences. For the first five years of my life my mother was that special, intuitive, guidance for me. Tragedy and alcoholism changed the emotional climate in our home dramatically when my father died at a young age. For the next 35 years I mothered myself as best I could. Today as a healthy woman I have the opportunity to give “A Mother’s Love” to my family, friends and pets.
For the last 16 days our seven year old feline, Yoshi, has been in and out of the hospital. He came home last Friday with instructions for medication in the form of two different capsules to be administered three times a day. One of the capsules is enormous and the label indicated I needed to give half the amount each time. I heard from the nurses that once when he tasted the medication he began to salivate and drool so much they discontinued giving it to him. Now it is up to me to divide the capsule and throw away the ½ I don’t need making sure that the capsule is put back together tightly. This is not the hard part. Getting these enormous pills down his throat is another thing.
I mentioned before that I have had 13 cats in my adult life. Yoshi is the feistiest and the most difficult to pill. My daughter Mariah helps me by wrapping him in a towel and I quickly stick each capsule one at a time down his throat. I use a syringe after with water as fast I can to help the pill go down. He has chomped down so hard it has drawn blood three times. The bandages are falling off my pained fingers. All the while I am doing this I am feeling so upset that I may be hurting him after all he has been through. I just can’t seem to get this together exactly every 8 hours but we do it three times a day.
I have tried giving Yoshi the prescription food that I was told would help his recovery and he won’t eat it. Of course he wants his regular diet that his feline brother Leo still gets to enjoy. I am checking the litter several times a day to make sure he has urinated and I have to drive him back to the vet ½ hour each way everyday for the doctor to make sure his bladder has been emptied.
Why am I telling you all of this? I have had very little sleep during this whole experience because it has been very hard to see Yoshi be so unhappy. We are now seeing him improve and get better. This is worth all the anxious feelings I have had daily. I have had time sitting at the Emergency Hospital to think about what mother’s do for their loved ones. We do whatever it takes.