Someone must be praying, because Simon is having a really good morning. He is perky, to the point of tormenting Quincy, my negative, by sharpening his claws on the barrier separating them and trying to get into Quincy's side of the house. And he practically climbed on top of me when I opened the bag of roast beef deli slices this morning. And he is drinking a lot more, and coming upstairs when I am upstairs, and even climbed onto my lap and onto the desk and computer keyboard. he is eating treats that he has refused for days. I am starting to think that the depomedrol shots, long-term steroid shots that he has gotten twice now, take four days to kick in. The last week he got it on a Friday and started acting better on Tuesday night. Then last weekend I gave it to him on Sat morning and he is now acting better on Wed morning. Unfortunately, the effects only seem to last for 3 days or so and then he needs the short term dex steroids to carry him over. But I am so grateful, and it is so wonderful, to see him feeling better. He even just played a little bit with me with a piece of string and is looking wide-eyed out the window. He also hardly looks yellow at all, if at all. Though he is still pale and, I am sure, very anemic.
I share all the bad stuff so i wanted to share this with you too. He is still in the woods, deep deep in the woods, so please do not stop praying for him and sending him energy. Thanks, Michelle
