RIP Tom

TOM CRUISE: 14 Jan 2004 - 17 March 2012

 

Sad Wednesday: Pray for Tom (UPDATED)

Tom in his cage at the vet's clinic. He was complaining loudly to Mama that he wants his comfy humongous bed to sleep on.... Mama's been visiting him before and after work.

The verdict: Tom has renal failure.

The MRI scan shows his right kidney is larger than his left one.

Ultrasound probing found his right kidney is badly damaged, no live tissues detected.

His left kidney is also damaged, though still functioning.

However, no trace of stones in both kidneys.

He seems alert and not as listless as before, perhaps coz he's on a drip and getting some nutrition.

What next?

There is no cure.

Tom will need treatment as long as he's alive.

Mama's considering working from home so she can give full time palliative care for Tom.

He will only be allowed home once his blood count stabilised.

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Original story:

Seb's been consoling and bathing Tom.....

There are tears in the house
When the first born refuses to eat
When the first born has lost so much weight (lost 1.1kg so far)
When the first born spends time napping and napping
When the first born becomes scruffy as he doesn't do bathing properly
When the first born can't control his bladder
When the first born's heart beat doesn't sound normal
When the first born had to be left at the vet's ....

There are more tears in the house
When the first born's blood test's results show:
* high contents of urea
* increased count of white cells
So, there'll be more tests done on the first born
Many more days of staying in the ward
Many more days of uncertainty.....

It's not a happy occasion at home
Mama's been inconsolable....
We'll be offline for the time being
Purrrlease purrray for my brofur Tom....
He needs all the goodwill and good wishes from everyone
We'll keep you all posted from time to time

Take care, all.

Tom the ID Mag Stylist

Mama: Move over, Tom. I need to change the linen today. Too much floof around here.

Tom: I've just started my nap, Mama. Can't it wait?

Mama: Come on. Move over. Hurry up!

Tom: Huh???

Mama: OK, I'm done. Now you can continue your nap.

Tom: Thanks, Mama. First I'll do my bathing...a man must look good...even while napping.

Mama: Yes, Tom? What's wrong?

Tom: Dunno...I can't quite put my finger on it. Something is not right.

Mama: What are you doing, Tom? You're messing things up.

Tom: Can't you see I'm trying to make a comfortable nest style your bed here, Mama?

Mama: Huh? Styling? But the quilt is all bunched up....

Tom: Yes....now... this is more comfortable....

Tom: I call this the lived-in look. All furrified and bunched up. Just like a page in Better Homes & Gardens...zzzzzz.....

Mama: Tom!!!! I'm going to ban you from my bed!!!!

Eight Years with Tom

Gotcha boy spends the whole day waiting for Mama's return......

Angelina's note: It's Tom's Gotcha Day today....Mama picked up Tom from a five-foot path of a bank in a posh suburb on 14 Jan 2004. So, he's Mama's first feline...and he's KING of the house. Nobody messes with Tom...look at his humongous paws. Mama's coming back later in the evening...hmmm....maybe we'll have a party tomorrow. purrr...meow!