I haven't written too much about my darling boy, Ragdoll kitty Marlowe, in a long time. Why? Because I am afraid to jinx the progress he's made. Marlowe has epilepsy caused by a neurological infection. What kind of infection, we do not know. I brought him home a year ago this past January when he was 3 months old. He was small for 3 months but I was told he was the runt. He was so gentle and sweet and I felt an instant bond, so I settled on the runt explanation. Here he is when he first joined our family.
As many of you know who have followed his story, he wasn't just a 2.2 pound runt. He was sick. Very sick. He had his first seizure (that I recognized as a seizure) when I'd had him for about a week. Things got a lot worse before they got better. My Facebook friends offered the most amazing positive energy and I believe this had a lot to do with stabilizing him. Here's a few pictures of how he looked through 2013. One is with his best buddy Wexford, who weighs 12 pounds--so you can see how small the poor baby was.
Today, Marlowe weighs over 9 pounds and he seems to be on the right amount of anti-seizure medicine. (As far as I can tell. He's a cat, he doesn't exactly like people handling him for stuff like getting on a scale!) I know from three attempts to get him off antibiotics that it is the wrong call. I reduce the dose just a tiny bit and he has problems. My last and final attempt was two weeks ago. Within two days he had his first seizure in over 6 months. Is he healthy? No. Is he wonderful? YES!
So here's my boy as he looks today. Isn't he gorgeous? He wouldn't be around if not for a lot of love--and not only from me, and the Facebook community, but from Wexford as well.