Angela & Blackie & 3 Others
Member Since 2010
Yesterday's condo:
http://felinediabetes.com/FDMB/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=89924&p=963844#p963844
WCR: Weight = 10.97 lbs. I started increasing her water intake by 1 tsp./meal, which is exactly 1 cup of water/day. If she wants more water than that, she knows where the water bowl is. Still maintaining current dose of 3.0u. Working with manipulating the BG's with food only at this time, unless the experts tell me otherwise.
WBR: I'm mourning the loss of our precious lil guy, Jr. Mint, which is expected. To not mourn would make me a monster, and I'm by no means that at all. I look in areas that he used to lay only he's no longer there. This morning, I caught myself looking in the bathroom at a specific corner where he used to pee, and I don't see anything to clean up. The vet told me yesterday morning that more often than not, kidney disease is common in cats. When I went home, I looked up the symptoms of kidney disease, and his symptoms fit the symptoms that I found to a T. He had vomiting, he peed outside the boxes, his appetite decreased, and eventually ceased all together, he was lethargic, and depressed, he was an excessive drinker (the latter made me think he was diabetic, but that wouldn't explain the loss of appetite that I know of). I didn't know the signs were there until it was too late to do anything except set him free. I honestly thought those things were a part of Jr. Mint's personality. My DH told me last night that he wished that we could've done more for him. He thought that I took him in to get the BW done. In my heart, that wouldn't have made a difference to help him. I already knew it was time, and that the disease was too far advanced to do anything about. I took him in to set him free.
This morning, as I was preparing the rest of my babies' their food, I had to recount the dishes at least 3x. I knew that I had already put Blackie in the bedroom with her food, but with the rest, I got confused for a few moments. We're down to 8 cats now. I'll adjust.. in time.
I swear that I can still hear him on occasion. I remember the last time he tried to talk. It came out as a very soft meow, almost like a squeak. I had picked him up on more than one occasion before taking him yesterday. Each time, he'd dig his claws into my shoulder, and rest his head on my shoulder, and I would rest my head gently on his, and hold him close.
I want to say thank you for those that visited Jr. Mint's condo yesterday. I'm sure that he appreciates it very much. I know I do.
http://felinediabetes.com/FDMB/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=89924&p=963844#p963844
WCR: Weight = 10.97 lbs. I started increasing her water intake by 1 tsp./meal, which is exactly 1 cup of water/day. If she wants more water than that, she knows where the water bowl is. Still maintaining current dose of 3.0u. Working with manipulating the BG's with food only at this time, unless the experts tell me otherwise.
WBR: I'm mourning the loss of our precious lil guy, Jr. Mint, which is expected. To not mourn would make me a monster, and I'm by no means that at all. I look in areas that he used to lay only he's no longer there. This morning, I caught myself looking in the bathroom at a specific corner where he used to pee, and I don't see anything to clean up. The vet told me yesterday morning that more often than not, kidney disease is common in cats. When I went home, I looked up the symptoms of kidney disease, and his symptoms fit the symptoms that I found to a T. He had vomiting, he peed outside the boxes, his appetite decreased, and eventually ceased all together, he was lethargic, and depressed, he was an excessive drinker (the latter made me think he was diabetic, but that wouldn't explain the loss of appetite that I know of). I didn't know the signs were there until it was too late to do anything except set him free. I honestly thought those things were a part of Jr. Mint's personality. My DH told me last night that he wished that we could've done more for him. He thought that I took him in to get the BW done. In my heart, that wouldn't have made a difference to help him. I already knew it was time, and that the disease was too far advanced to do anything about. I took him in to set him free.
This morning, as I was preparing the rest of my babies' their food, I had to recount the dishes at least 3x. I knew that I had already put Blackie in the bedroom with her food, but with the rest, I got confused for a few moments. We're down to 8 cats now. I'll adjust.. in time.
I swear that I can still hear him on occasion. I remember the last time he tried to talk. It came out as a very soft meow, almost like a squeak. I had picked him up on more than one occasion before taking him yesterday. Each time, he'd dig his claws into my shoulder, and rest his head on my shoulder, and I would rest my head gently on his, and hold him close.
I want to say thank you for those that visited Jr. Mint's condo yesterday. I'm sure that he appreciates it very much. I know I do.
MY WISH: For God to help heal the broken hearts of those who lost a beloved pet and/or human... For God to help those ailing make a full and speedy recovery... For everyone to have great #s... For everyone to be OTJ.
