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My 4-month old cat has been sick over the last week. She's just lethargic and hasn't been eating but has been drinking and my family keeps telling me they think she's going to be ok and the vet seemed to think she was going to be ok on Friday. The vet seems to think she got sick from eating some house plants that we've since gotten rid of. See did seem better on Saturday after they gave her some fluid but then on Sunday morning she seemed to regress, but last night also might have been the first time she went down the stairs by herself and my parents said she seemed better the last time I checked on her before I went to bed last night (I hope it's not a powerlevel to admit that I live in an apartment above my parents in a situation like this) Maybe I am being paranoid but I got distressed when googling her symptoms kept bringing up things like kidney failure, if it were something like that then you'd think the vet would be able to tell, right? I really don't want to lose this kitty, she feels closer to me than any other pet I've ever owned, before she got sick she would follow me everywhere and jump on me like a dog when I git home from work.
 
My 4-month old cat has been sick over the last week. She's just lethargic and hasn't been eating but has been drinking and my family keeps telling me they think she's going to be ok and the vet seemed to think she was going to be ok on Friday. The vet seems to think she got sick from eating some house plants that we've since gotten rid of. See did seem better on Saturday after they gave her some fluid but then on Sunday morning she seemed to regress, but last night also might have been the first time she went down the stairs by herself and my parents said she seemed better the last time I checked on her before I went to bed last night (I hope it's not a powerlevel to admit that I live in an apartment above my parents in a situation like this) Maybe I am being paranoid but I got distressed when googling her symptoms kept bringing up things like kidney failure, if it were something like that then you'd think the vet would be able to tell, right? I really don't want to lose this kitty, she feels closer to me than any other pet I've ever owned, before she got sick she would follow me everywhere and jump on me like a dog when I git home from work.
If it makes you feel better, search engines seem perfectly designed to give you worse case scenario results when looking up symptoms of something that might not even be that serious. I know I've had a couple scares over something that turned out not to be as bad as I thought it would be. That's what speaking to an actual doctor/vet is for.

I pray your cat will be okay though.
 
I've mentioned this in a couple of places/PM chains, but after a really successful day at school in early/mid January (passed my preliminary PhD exam), I tripped on a sidewalk leading to my apartment and broke my left arm (no celebrating that evening). Humerus bone snapped into two pieces, but no compound fracture (thank god). Fast forward to today and my scheduled surgery to install "some metal" (getting very little detail beyond that) is in a few hours. First time going under for surgery, so I'm a little bit nervous but I'm content that I'm doing literally everything I can to fix my arm as soon as possible. Living with one arm (and a left hand that kind of works, but you can't hold any weight/exert force) is not fun -- 0/10 would not recommend.

Besides the usual preparations, I spent the weekend playing really hard puzzle games with my sibling via Discord ("The Witness" and the vastly superior "The Looker"). Actually finished them Sunday night so I will go into surgery knowing I was successful. :)

Will edit this post when on the other side for a brief updated/any funny anecdotes.

Edit: surgery didn’t happen. Doctors noticed massive skin infection under splint after I was knocked out. Came to with a sore nose/throat and told I’m an inpatient here until Thursday at minimum. Wasn’t expecting a hospital saga this week, but it is what it is…
 
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I've mentioned this in a couple of places/PM chains, but after a really successful day at school in early/mid January (passed my preliminary PhD exam), I tripped on a sidewalk leading to my apartment and broke my left arm (no celebrating that evening). Humerus bone snapped into two pieces, but no compound fracture (thank god). Fast forward to today and my scheduled surgery to install "some metal" (getting very little detail beyond that) is in a few hours. First time going under for surgery, so I'm a little bit nervous but I'm content that I'm doing literally everything I can to fix my arm as soon as possible. Living with one arm (and a left hand that kind of works, but you can't hold any weight/exert force) is not fun -- 0/10 would not recommend.

Besides the usual preparations, I spent the weekend playing really hard puzzle games with my sibling via Discord ("The Witness" and the vastly superior "The Looker"). Actually finished them Sunday night so I will go into surgery knowing I was successful. :)

Will edit this post when on the other side for a brief updated/any funny anecdotes.

Don't worry about the surgery it'll be over before you know it. Just make sure to follow any instructions they give you afterwards and if you need physical therapy make sure you get it done sooner than latter. Trust me fren all of this will just be a distant memory in no time.
 
I love my dogs, but damn if they don't wake me up in the wee hours once or twice a week. And if I've slept more than 2 or 3 hours, I just can't find my way back to sleep. The older I get, the less sleep I need, yet the more I miss it. Fuck it. time for coffee. Gonna be a two pot day.
 
I had a doctor's appointment and he said my liver was fine, so I bought a bottle of vodka and drank it. I am still recovering. I was really shitty to a couple important people in my life. I need to never drink liquor, I just can't handle my shit anymore.

The weird thing is, everything worked out better than it had been. Being nice and considerate got fuck all accomplished. Being a mean drunk had good results.

I can be mean. I don't like it about myself, but it's like being on auto pilot, the little ball of white rage blinds everything else out. I am curious if it has anything to do with inflammation of the brain. These episodes only occur when I'm pain. I think an anti-psychotic for sedation would be handy, but nobody wants to do the old school first gen anti-psychs anymore, and the atypical anti-psychotics feel like a kick to the head the next morning. It's controversial but I don't think the atypicals work better or are safer. They're like the Vioxx of NSAIDs. Besides that and not drinking liquor, I'm not sure what else to do about it.

That's a common theme these days, a lot of new medications seem to be worse versions of older drugs. It is more profitable to make a new drug that can be patented than to sell cheap generics.
 
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I just got the responsibility of following up building project in Uganda, which means i have to deal with niggers and their antics for the next 1.5 years... im going to rewatch Empire Of Dust to prepare, ill probably will be yelling the nword in my car while driving home very soon
African blacks hate US blacks. You may end up having more fun shit talking them than you think.
 
African blacks hate US blacks. You may end up having more fun shit talking them than you think.
Can confirm. My fundie missionary cousin married a native when he was in Africa. Her family has come over to visit a couple times. They loathe American blacks. A couple Africans who went to my uni were pretty based, too.
 
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Can confirm. My fundie missionary cousin married a native when he was in Africa. Her family has come over to visit a couple times. They loathe American blacks. A couple Africans who went to my uni were pretty based, too.
I met this African while riding the train to work some years back. Talking to him was like talking to a klansman. We hung out a number of times and he was always going on about the fear he had of the influence of US blacks on his children. He ended up moving back to Africa he got his degree. Smart move.
 
Today I gave up smoking, cold turkey. I've done it before, and can do it again. The reason, aside from financial, was primarily due to waking up most nights at 5am with a terrible chesty cough. It's fucking with my relationship, my sleep, and my performance in the gym. I like smoking, but this ain't it.



Just gotta ride out the first 2-3 days then I'm good.
 
Counter to the spirit of this thread it may be, I'm ridiculously fantastic, thanks for asking.

Being the scientific sort, I decided to return to the city and see how long I could drink, in my advancing years, before I started pissing blood. The answer turned out to be approximately six weeks, which I think is pretty damned impressive. All the amphetamines probably helped. Didn't catch any STDs, I'm starting to think I might be immune to all of them, like I am to HIV.

Returned to my community to be called "such a beautiful man," receiving a bunch of free food from the locals and booze from the foreigners.

Will be going back to the city next week to finalize buying the house I've been renting.

Life can't get much better than it's been over the past couple of years.
 
Today I gave up smoking, cold turkey. I've done it before, and can do it again. The reason, aside from financial, was primarily due to waking up most nights at 5am with a terrible chesty cough. It's fucking with my relationship, my sleep, and my performance in the gym. I like smoking, but this ain't it.



Just gotta ride out the first 2-3 days then I'm good.
I'd always tried to quit smoking by planning it for a week in advance on some specific day and it just never worked. I'd never last even a day. Finally I just impulsively bought a box of Nicorette gum instead of a pack of smokes and chewed those little motherfuckers for a couple months until my jaw hurt. Then I tapered them down over about a month, which was so unpleasant that by the time I finally quit, I didn't have any urge at all to smoke or chew that nasty tasting shit.

I'm glad I did. I've never smoked again or really even wanted to, although I still have dreams of smoking, which mildly piss me off.
 
I'm worried about my cat. He gets this problem, I'd say maybe once a year, where around his ear he sprouts horrible red lesions and loses hair. Probably miliary dermatitis, in the past I've just rubbed the cream the vet recommended on it and it cured him. But this time it looks especially nasty, and it looks identical to skin cancer to me, especially the way it balls up. It pretty much sprung up overnight, so I don't think it would be cancer. I'm hoping it goes away in another day or two.
 
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