Friday evening, I received a call with Marvin’s blood results. There was 1 elevated liver enzyme, so that is something to keep an eye on. I suspect due to his reduction in appetite that caused his liver to go wonky. I suspect that if you drew the blood today the results would be different but that’s my opinion. Otherwise, his blood work was unremarkable. Meaning everything was normal and there were no concerns. I am very surprised that his Thyroid was very well controlled and returned with a normal value. However, here’s where shit goes sideways. When you think about the weight loss that he has had the conclusion is likely due to cancer. They suspect that he has GI Lymphoma. The only way to tell 100% for sure is to do a biopsy. However, most cats that have that procedure done do not fair well. Therefore, it is not recommended. They are going to do some further research but it sounds like based on the conversation I had they will be encouraging me to put him through some chemotherapy. Why the fuck would you give that poison to an animal who you only suspect but have not confirmed has cancer? It’s precautionary. Great but that could also rob me of whatever time I have left with him. He is very much a geriatric cat and I know that he is declining and that eventually he will pass away. You can do all of the research you want to but I’m not spending my money on that. I have no objection to B12 injections and continuing his medication as is. If he truly does have cancer that will take his life and there isn’t much, I can do other than enjoy my time with him. It will also be evident because he will continue to lose weight and his health will get worse at which time, I will need to make a decision and while it sounds pretty clear cut and straightforward, I suspect it will be anything but that. So, I got what I consider to be the “GoTo diagnosis” of cancer because they can’t explain anything else to me. I am concerned about the weight loss but I am not losing sleep over it.
Marvin is doing really good. He is continuing to eat and drink. I don’t see him hiding but he has found new places to lay and that causes me to look for him. He is out in the open and I think that is very good. Today I found him laying in the sun. I couldn’t help but think of momma. It’s another nice unseasonably warm day and we have similar weather on tap for tomorrow. He is still very talkative but the howling has been reduced and he’s not doing it in the middle of the night. He does react to me getting up in the middle of the night and becomes a bit chatty but I reassure him that it’s not time to get up and then I head back to bed. He didn’t have pain medication last night and I don’t plan on starting that back up unless there are obvious signs that he needs it. I know the vet will be all too willing to sell me more when I need it. To further contribute to the good news, I worked from home yesterday and left the TV on he didn’t seem to mind it but I never heard any noise out of him. His sister on the other hand made a little bit of racket. I was able to sneak up and grab lunch without being bothered by either of them and that made me happy because things were semi falling apart at work.
Last night good old Bank of America informed me that they are closing my disputes with the vet. They said in so many words, the merchant preformed a service and they are entitled to payment. Great but never mind the fact that I didn’t authorize it and/or know about it in advance. So, I am anti-BOA right now. I am infuriated to the point where I am going to close my account. However, if it’s one thing I have learned is not to act in anger. I wrote a letter to an executive and explained the situation and how I feel they failed me and didn’t advocate enough on my behalf. They also put a remark about the dispute on my credit report which I demand they remove. I pay the bill each and every month in full so there is no reason to tell the world that I don’t agree with some charges on my account. No other bank does that. I also told them unless they can make this right and prove that they value me as a customer that they would lose me forever. I told them that I would let them choose the method of how they express my value to them but suggested that they just give me a small amount of money, which is over and above what I was disputing. Do I think they will do it? Nope but if you don’t ask you shall never receive. I am in the process of shifting all of my recurring charges that post to my BOA card to another card. I have removed the card from my wallet and don’t plan to use it again until they successfully make me happy. If that doesn’t happen and they wind up pissing me off again I will just close the account. I don’t need them, they need me. I’m a great customer in that they get all of their money each month in full. I don’t pay interest or fees and well I can see how that would be to their disadvantage and potentially make them mad at me. I guess if I was carrying a balance and drowning in debt paying tons of interest and fees, they would love me better, but that’s not going to happen. Those days have been behind me for years and I don’t plan on getting back into that type of bondage again.
As for my dispute with the vet, I put together a letter laying out my concerns and demanding at minimum my money back. I told them it would be nice to be compensated for the inconvenience and extra time I have had to spend but at the minimum I want my money back now. I hand delivered the letter and I know for a fact that come Monday the letter will be read. They will probably call me maybe not on Monday exactly but I do anticipate some form of a response very soon.
So, it’s possible but not probable that I will get more than my money back between hitting up the bank and the vet. Again, nothing ventured nothing gained. You’re not going to steam roll me there is more than one bank and one vet in the area and while it may cause some inconvenience if I have to make changes, it will show them that they decided to fuck the wrong guy.
It’s tough to repress my anger especially when it comes to BOA because they fucked me over when my spouse died. They had the mortgage to the house and you want to talk about inflexibility well there was some of it at it’s finest. Additionally, I have long harbored anger and resentment towards the vet. Because of the mickey mouse bullshit, they put us through with Bear. You will never, ever convince me otherwise that they didn’t cause damage to induce the fluid build up around his lungs in the hopes that we would just let him go rather than proving them wrong that he didn’t in fact have cancer. Well guess what we didn’t back down and he didn’t have cancer. In turn they stood to make a huge profit from all of the additional medical care that Bear required. That’s why once Marv and Gator pass away, I am done with that place forever and ever. For now, I plan on just biding my time. If I do get another pet after Marv & Gator pass way, I will find a different vet.
Now on to Saturday. You know that part of my day has been spent in anger with writing letters. But you don’t know that I went out for breakfast at Denny’s. A former kindergarten worker saw me and asked if I was in fact me, to which I responded yes. Wow it was just amazing the two of us crossing paths. I met his son who was about 20 years younger than me but a damn handsome fellow. I had a decent meal though it was a bit overpriced. I napped and went out for supper for what else but Italian food. That was a good meal and I got some nice eye candy to view as well. I wanted dessert but had no where to put it and while I could have got it to go, I decided against that. I stopped for cat food. Marv, Gator and I all watched some TV and had what I now refer to as noodle time. It’s where I place Marvin on the couch and he falls asleep and relaxes turning into a noodle, hence the name. Gator is sitting by my side meowing for attention never mind the fact that I am holding her and petting her. I think she loves to drive me nuts. She is showing some signs of senility but like her brother she is old so it’s expected. She does appear to be walking a little bit better.
Now I am working on laundry and hope to return to upstairs to spend even more time with Marv and Gator while relaxing and preparing for Sunday. My run day. Breakfast, Groceries, Gas and a haircut. I know it can all be done in one day but will I have the energy to do it all in one day, that’s a whole different kind of a question.
I hope that you are doing well. Be safe and we shall talk again soon. Take care.