If you were to give me a biology test today I would fail spectacularly. My mind just doesn’t work that way. Still, biology amazes me, and I walked away from the biology class years ago with a profound amazement that bodies work at all. From the mitochondria—the powerhouses within the cells, to the cells, and all the veins and arteries and organs and whatnot, it is downright astonishing that any body works as often as it does.
It is also amazing how much fight can be found in those bodies when needed. The lovely, sweet (sometimes bully) kitty that I’ve been caring for is a fighter. Maybe it is the bully in her that fights…who knows. She certainly didn’t appreciate my sticking needles in her to fill her body with fluids, or stuff medicines down her throat. And she really didn’t think too much of being force-fed a slurry of baby food, cat food, and electrolytes every few hours. But we needed to clear her body of the toxins that the kidneys aren’t disposing of right now, and we needed her to eat. Cats cannot go without food for long, or liver problems set in.
After two days of this, she decided she was going to eat on her own, and she is looking and acting more like herself. I wasn’t sure that was even going to be possible. I was teetering between grief at the possibility of losing her and not giving up on her – fighting on her behalf for a couple days. And this sweet little kitty decided to step up and engage in the fight on her own finally, and we are elated.
Her disease cannot be cured, but it can be managed for some period of time. Whether that is a few months or a couple years, who knows? But she is a fighter, and that’s a good thing today.
Bodies are utterly amazing, and they can put up one hell of a fight sometimes. I stand in awe.