kristikendall
Member Since 2013
Hi Everyone,
My name is Kristi and my kitty is Bijou. I've had her for about a year now and I guess I'll tell you that story to start.
I just went through a break up and was feeling quite alone in my new apartment. I desperately wanted a pet, but my landlord refused over and over again. I happened to be visiting a friend who lives near the local shelter. As many people don't want to pay the drop-off donation, they will simply drop them off "near" the shelter. She ends up rescuing many of them and always has a revolving variety of dogs and cats at her house. I was visiting and had to step outside for a work call. While I was on the porch this cat came to me and loved on me like I was her long lost best friend. (Guess I was...) I thought it was another of her cats, but it wasn't. I decided then and there I wanted *this* cat and I wasn't going to take no for an answer from my landlord. My friend said she'd keep the kitty for me and I went back to my apartment- determined he would let me have her. I drove up and he was outside working. I marched up to him and before I could say a word, he said "Hey, we talked about it and decided we didn't want a dog in there, but that you could have a cat if you wanted." I was stunned. He had been resolute against *any* pets. After a short stay at the vet for shots and a spay, she came home and became my tabby-colored shadow. She even slept with me the first night! She lifted my heart and brought me out of the depression I'd been in for months. I can honestly say she saved my life.
A year later- she stopped eating, drinking excessively, lethargic. Just not herself- no vocalizations (she's very talkative) and she doesn't knock me down getting to the food bowl. I took her to my regular vet this morning. I asked about diabetes (my father and mother are, so I know the signs) and he didn't think it was likely because she's not overweight and is less than 2 years of age. Well, she was dehydrated and he tested her blood. Glucose was 400. (I don't have to describe how I felt. I'm sure you all have similar stories.) He prescribed Glipizide (sp?) and said it was likely it wouldn't work, but wanted to try it first. I asked him about home-testing and he was against it. He basically gave me a prescription and the # for the 24 hour emergency hospital 2 hours away. (I live in a very rural area.) He sent us on our way.
It's about 10 p.m. and this is where we are. I've given her two doses. She's had a little water, but won't touch food. She's not thrown up anymore, but has had diarrhea. She's still not herself and I'm worried sick. I hate to take her 2 hours away to this hospital that I fear will likely do the same thing, maybe give her more fluids, and send us home again. Plus I fear this would stress her out even more. I took the rest of the day off work and have spent it alternately checking on her like a new mother and obsessively reading everything I can find. I've tried to tempt her with anything I thought she might eat: her regular food, canned Science diet, chewy treats, scrambled eggs, tuna. No go- she's not a picky eater, so this is new territory for me.
I guess my questions are... At what point, do I go back? How long should I give these pills to work? How do I get her to eat? How do I go to sleep tonight when I'm worried she won't be here when I wake up?
My name is Kristi and my kitty is Bijou. I've had her for about a year now and I guess I'll tell you that story to start.
I just went through a break up and was feeling quite alone in my new apartment. I desperately wanted a pet, but my landlord refused over and over again. I happened to be visiting a friend who lives near the local shelter. As many people don't want to pay the drop-off donation, they will simply drop them off "near" the shelter. She ends up rescuing many of them and always has a revolving variety of dogs and cats at her house. I was visiting and had to step outside for a work call. While I was on the porch this cat came to me and loved on me like I was her long lost best friend. (Guess I was...) I thought it was another of her cats, but it wasn't. I decided then and there I wanted *this* cat and I wasn't going to take no for an answer from my landlord. My friend said she'd keep the kitty for me and I went back to my apartment- determined he would let me have her. I drove up and he was outside working. I marched up to him and before I could say a word, he said "Hey, we talked about it and decided we didn't want a dog in there, but that you could have a cat if you wanted." I was stunned. He had been resolute against *any* pets. After a short stay at the vet for shots and a spay, she came home and became my tabby-colored shadow. She even slept with me the first night! She lifted my heart and brought me out of the depression I'd been in for months. I can honestly say she saved my life.
A year later- she stopped eating, drinking excessively, lethargic. Just not herself- no vocalizations (she's very talkative) and she doesn't knock me down getting to the food bowl. I took her to my regular vet this morning. I asked about diabetes (my father and mother are, so I know the signs) and he didn't think it was likely because she's not overweight and is less than 2 years of age. Well, she was dehydrated and he tested her blood. Glucose was 400. (I don't have to describe how I felt. I'm sure you all have similar stories.) He prescribed Glipizide (sp?) and said it was likely it wouldn't work, but wanted to try it first. I asked him about home-testing and he was against it. He basically gave me a prescription and the # for the 24 hour emergency hospital 2 hours away. (I live in a very rural area.) He sent us on our way.
It's about 10 p.m. and this is where we are. I've given her two doses. She's had a little water, but won't touch food. She's not thrown up anymore, but has had diarrhea. She's still not herself and I'm worried sick. I hate to take her 2 hours away to this hospital that I fear will likely do the same thing, maybe give her more fluids, and send us home again. Plus I fear this would stress her out even more. I took the rest of the day off work and have spent it alternately checking on her like a new mother and obsessively reading everything I can find. I've tried to tempt her with anything I thought she might eat: her regular food, canned Science diet, chewy treats, scrambled eggs, tuna. No go- she's not a picky eater, so this is new territory for me.
I guess my questions are... At what point, do I go back? How long should I give these pills to work? How do I get her to eat? How do I go to sleep tonight when I'm worried she won't be here when I wake up?
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