Hi everyone, it’s Ruby! I have been busy the last couple of weeks! Mom got sick the day after New Year’s. She said it was “just a cold,” whatever that means, but I sure was worried about her. There were some really weird things happening, and I wasn’t sure what to make of them.
For starters, she went back to bed after she fed us in the mornings. That never happens! Allegra and I were not sure what was going on, but I decided that maybe that was actually a good thing, so I went back to bed and curled right up with her. When she got up a couple of hours later, I stayed in bed, it was so nice and toasty there. I always get nice and warm sleeping curled up against Mom, but on those days, it was like sleeping with a radiator in a sun puddle!
Another thing that was weird was that instead of just sleeping with one pillow, the way she usually does, she had a whole bunch of pillows propped up against the bed’s headboard. She said it was to help her breathe. That seemed pretty silly to me, because isn’t breathing something that just happens? It really messed with my comfort level! I like to curl up in her arms and have my head rest on the pillow. With this new arrangement, the pillows were way too high for me! And to make things worse, even once I found a comfortable position, she kept tossing and turning, and every time she turned, I had to climb over her and find a comfortable position again on the other side. Humans – they are so high-maintenance! But I knew I had to stay close to her to make her feel better!
Once Mom did get up, she usually didn’t make it much further than the sofa, and I made sure I stayed close by then, too. I know she needed me!
But one night was the worst. Mom normally sleeps on her side, which makes curling up in her arms super easy for me. That night, she slept almost sitting up. She said it was the only way she could breathe. Seriously? No matter how hard I tried, there was no way I could comfortably curl up with her, between all the pillows, and her sitting up. I kept pacing from one side to the other – what was I going to do? I knew she needed me, but it seemed like there was just no way I was going to get comfortable.
Thankfully, the following night, Mom seemed to feel a little better. And then the coughing started. Good grief, can’t a girl get some rest? Without fail, as soon as I got comfy on her lap, or curled up against her in bed, she’d start coughing. I chattered at her to stop, that she was scaring me, but she just kept on coughing. And I kept chattering at her. She kept apologizing, but boy, it was exhausting!
Thankfully, after about a week of all of this, things returned to normal. And if you’re wondering where Allegra was when all of this happened: she didn’t seem too worried about Mom. She just went about her business. I hope she knows that that was only possible because I was on the job, taking care of Mom!
Kitties, do you take care of your humans when they get sick?