This has been a trying week.
Bottle feeding 6 kittens around the clock is getting old ..... and my nerves are constantly shot listening to them meow in desperate hunger, waiting impatiently for their turn with the "wet nurse". My internal dialog sounds like this: "FEED THAT HUNGRY BABY -- NOW!!!"
At the same time it's a gratifying job, as they go quickly from shrill meows to kitten-sized purrs once a few gulps land in their tummies.
And then the cycle begins about an hour later ...... ugh!
On top of that, Holly came down very ill this week -- sporting a fever of 105.8 (under her arm, no less!). That's not a typo -- 105.8! Not that I'm boasting, but that's a new record in our household!
I was worried sick and ready to pack her in ice like I've seen on "Little House on the Prairie". The doctor suspected she had "the summer flu", and it would run its course -- I've never heard of such a thing! I thought the main medical risk of summer was a sunburn or perhaps a case of poison ivy....
I was so relieved when her fever broke ..... she's still getting her strength back a little more every day.
This is one of those weeks where I rest on the promise that in my weakness, He is strong. And THAT will preach, sister!
Friday, August 8, 2008
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3 comments:
Whoa sister! How long are you going to bottle feed those baby kitties? Talk about some shot nerves-And none of my kids has EVER had a fever that high-summer flu, what the heck? I think I would have been in the ER. You go girl-props to you and prayers coming your way.
I didn't know you could be alive with that high of a fever!!! That's crazy!! Poor Holly and POOR Momma!
Glad she is feeling better. Do you have me scheduled for a feeding next week?
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