starve
I really don't know how to say this
...but it's heavy information. I'm telling you now: it's disturbing.
Maybe some of you have read my thoughts about my mom...kind of a love/hate thing going on there, and it's only at this very (relatively) late stage in life that I am able to see the intricacy of her role in the development of my disordered eating and poor self-image.
Maybe you remember me telling you she keeps 8 cats. Indoors. Actually I think the number was up to 9. Too many cats for me, and I love cats. Anyways...
One of them, Heather, had had a "cold" recently. Something that was preventing her from being able to breathe properly through her tiny feline nose, and therefore preventing her from being able to eat properly, because cats, apparently, have not mastered the skill of being able to take a breath through the nose while chewing.
Either way, Heather was sick.
One time I called and I could hear hr meowing and meowing in the background while my mom was talking to me.
"What's with the cat?" sez I.
"Oh, she's not feeling well. She has a cold and hasn't been able to eat."
She said they took the cat to the vet, at one point.
Next time I talked to her, she said Heather hadn't eaten in days. I urged her to try some chicken broth....that's what I gave Saki when he was sick and lost his appetite.
And a side note to those of you unfamiliar with the ways of cats...they nearly *always* have an appetite. It's how they are. Very carnivorous and generally food-loving.
Heather had also been 'overweight' her whole life. In a cat, I suppose this means that she was too round or not proportional or something.
The thing is, my mom decided to just let her stop eating.
She died, of course.
My mother accidenatally starved her cat to death.
And the way she gave me this news was to start her explanation with these words:
"I'm sure you can relate to this..."
"Her liver was overtaxed, using only fat for energy," said Paula.
It's very upsetting.
She didn't die from being overweight. She died from starvation...among people who supposedly loved her...unable to explain herself in cat-language or drive herself to a clinic or get support from friends and get out of a situation where she was being starved.
Because she was perceived as "too fat", my mom decided that it would be beneficial for her to fast in order to "lose some weight".
...but it's heavy information. I'm telling you now: it's disturbing.
Maybe some of you have read my thoughts about my mom...kind of a love/hate thing going on there, and it's only at this very (relatively) late stage in life that I am able to see the intricacy of her role in the development of my disordered eating and poor self-image.
Maybe you remember me telling you she keeps 8 cats. Indoors. Actually I think the number was up to 9. Too many cats for me, and I love cats. Anyways...
One of them, Heather, had had a "cold" recently. Something that was preventing her from being able to breathe properly through her tiny feline nose, and therefore preventing her from being able to eat properly, because cats, apparently, have not mastered the skill of being able to take a breath through the nose while chewing.
Either way, Heather was sick.
One time I called and I could hear hr meowing and meowing in the background while my mom was talking to me.
"What's with the cat?" sez I.
"Oh, she's not feeling well. She has a cold and hasn't been able to eat."
She said they took the cat to the vet, at one point.
Next time I talked to her, she said Heather hadn't eaten in days. I urged her to try some chicken broth....that's what I gave Saki when he was sick and lost his appetite.
And a side note to those of you unfamiliar with the ways of cats...they nearly *always* have an appetite. It's how they are. Very carnivorous and generally food-loving.
Heather had also been 'overweight' her whole life. In a cat, I suppose this means that she was too round or not proportional or something.
The thing is, my mom decided to just let her stop eating.
She died, of course.
My mother accidenatally starved her cat to death.
And the way she gave me this news was to start her explanation with these words:
"I'm sure you can relate to this..."
"Her liver was overtaxed, using only fat for energy," said Paula.
It's very upsetting.
She didn't die from being overweight. She died from starvation...among people who supposedly loved her...unable to explain herself in cat-language or drive herself to a clinic or get support from friends and get out of a situation where she was being starved.
Because she was perceived as "too fat", my mom decided that it would be beneficial for her to fast in order to "lose some weight".