So, I got a call today from the vet's office early. Yesterday, I talked to a new receptionist, today I got the experienced one on the line, and she said that she didn't even need to have the doctor call, that I can purchase the Lantus and bring that, and even told me what kind of needles to get. So obviously I'm not the only one that has asked for a different insulin.
Today I purchased a vial of it. That was what I had to go with, but in the future I will look for the pen pack things. Here, insulin isn't too expensive so I wasn't concerned about that yet. I also got the necessary syringes. They sold me the wrong kind first and I had to return them a moment later. The other pharmacist was annoyed because she said, "I heard you say exactly what you needed, I'm not sure how you ended up with the wrong thing. Sorry about that."
So we are ready for tomorrow's appointment at 11 am. I have to be honest, I'm so nervous I'm actually sick about it. I keep bawling my face off, partially from anxiety, partially because I feel bad making Sidney wait another day for treatment. I'm one of these people that isn't very good at needles myself, so I just hope I can do this and not hurt him. I was considering asking the vet to shave a tiny portion of him so I can see how to do this at first. He's all black and I feel like it's going to be hard for me.
Also, he's starting to back off from the Fancy Feast. His appetite was really good at first, with him MOSTLY enthused and cleaning his plate. He's eating but is starting to leave a bit behind. Today he had me open three cans in a short span and took a few bits of each. I was worried he wasn't feeling good, but he kept getting distracted chasing a tiny bug on the kitchen floor. <sigh> He woke me an hour and a half later, and I had to give him the higher carb fancy feast /(1/2 can only) because I was worried he wouldn't eat and I didn't want to waste another can. I mixed it with a lot of water.
One way I've gotten him to eat in the past is by crushing up one or two freeze dried chicken pure bites onto his wet food, but I don't want to do that if I don't have to because he gets addicted to them.
You guys can probably hear my anxiety in this post. I'm so sorry. I am trying really hard to be a good mama and get everything set up properly and ready for this, but I'm just...not ready. It's all I can think of. I haven't been sleeping much at all, and I'm a total stress ball.
I've gotten really close to Sidney since my female cat, Miss, passed away last year. It's coming up on that anniversary and the fact he has this problem now just makes it doubly impactful, I guess.
I know I have to get the spreadsheet set up, but I need to wait a day because I am just utterly exhausted. I'm almost envious of my husband. He gets to go off to work, and I am at home working, so I feel like I don't have an escape from this. It's a blessing, totally, but also a curse, if that makes sense.
Anyway, thanks so much for listening to my anxiety-fuelled yapping. I've had almost two years of being free from having an intensely ill cat. She was ill for years and it was just overwhelming. And I feel like we're hopping back on that train. I hope it's not anywhere near as bad as that, but the dread I feel of the unknown is crushing me at the moment.
Everyone keeps saying it's no big deal. I'm sure I'll get to that point. It's just now, I'm not there.