Dyana
Member Since 2009
Yesterday
11/03
PMPS 385
+2.25 378
I slept through the alarms for nadir test again! :roll:
+9.75 73
+10.5 90
+11 112
Woke up to a very loud purring in my ear this morning at +9.75 (4:10am!)...
Today is J.D.'s 16th Birthday.
It is estimated, and the day we celebrate. I found him as a wild kitten in the hills where I was hiking one night, when I lived in California. I kept hearing a meowing when I walked past him on my outbound trip, and decided if I still heard the meowing when I returned, that I would look for the source. I did hear the meowing on my return. It was dark by now, but I thought it was an adult cat in distress or something. So, I searched, but what I found was a little kitten running from me through the grass and weeds.
I caught him and carried him with me to the McDonalds where I was getting some dinner before walking home. I asked some of the people if they wanted him and there were several little girls tugging on their Dad's sleeves saying "Pleeease Dad!?", but alas, there were no takers, so I took him home and gave him to my cat Buddy (GA) as a present.
Buddy, who was a boy, became J.D.'s "mother" and loved him and washed him, and slept next to him. Unfortunately, I never really socialized J.D. to many humans, so to this day, he is untrusting of most humans.
When he was 9 months old, we traveled in a U-Haul across the country to New Jersey. Because he was an indoor kitty, and didn't know what a girl cat was, I didn't get him fixed until he was a year old, when the girl cats in the neighborhood started coming to our window and looking in at the handsome young man and yeowling at him. One night he escaped with a neighbors Tom Cat and came back the next morning. I think that was his only night out as a intact man. He was soon fixed.
When J.D. was about 2 years old, he had to have an operation on both eyes, because his eyelids were curled under, and the hairs on his eyelids were bothering his eyes and painful, so they cut some of his eyelids away.
In July of 2005, I came home from my anual vacation to visit my Dad in California to J.D. peeing and drinking a lot. The first vet (our local farm vet) said he was diabetic and had us try DM wet and dry. J.D. actually liked them. But, I didn't want to face or believe the diagnosis, so I took him to another vet who confirmed the diagnosis, but I thought that vet was a little wacked, so I went to a 3rd vet, and he declared he needed insulin, and gave him a shot of PZI insulin before I could say "NO!" and then taught me how to shoot.
Unfortunately we couldn't get his BGs under control and he kept needing more and more, and on December 22nd, 2005 he was admitted to the U of Penn Veterinary Hospital in Philadelphia for 8 1/2 days with DKA. I went to visit him every day in the hospital even though it was over an hour drive each way and snowing many days..even on Christmas Eve and Christmas, they let me visit. And he was the most important thought on my mind. He was released on December 31st, and came home with a feeding tube because he would not eat for them the entire time he was there. He also came home on Humiln N (I think it was). I struggled with the feeding tube, getting the food everywhere and on everything. Then after a day and a half, I went to get him for his feeding, and saw that the feeding tube had come out. I was on the phone to my vet to ask what to do, and looked down to see J.D. eating from his bowl, on his own. Haleluya! That was the end of the feeding tube.
Soon after that, I was searching the internet and found a sight called Sugarcat Simon and spoke to Bob Novell on the phone and he taught me to test.
I had to drive J.D. all the way to Philadelphia for curves at the hospital and the people didn't seem to understand that to get him there at 8:00am on a weekday took like 2 hours of driving because of the cummute traffic. I asked if I could have my curves done at my local vet, and have the results faxed to them, and was "allowed" to do that. Silly people. When J.D.'s blood sugar continued to be erratic, I asked if there was another insulin I could try, and suggested Lantus. She said okay, and we have been on it ever since.
I started posting on this board about a year and a half, or two years ago, and J.D. is very happy and healthy. Here is his picture this morning:
He had 1/4 can of FF with lots of water for breakfast, with FortiFlora on the meat, and freeze dried salmon sprinkled in the water.
And now, I have to get ready for work...
Hope everyone has a good day!
11/03
PMPS 385
+2.25 378
I slept through the alarms for nadir test again! :roll:
+9.75 73
+10.5 90
+11 112
Woke up to a very loud purring in my ear this morning at +9.75 (4:10am!)...
Today is J.D.'s 16th Birthday.
It is estimated, and the day we celebrate. I found him as a wild kitten in the hills where I was hiking one night, when I lived in California. I kept hearing a meowing when I walked past him on my outbound trip, and decided if I still heard the meowing when I returned, that I would look for the source. I did hear the meowing on my return. It was dark by now, but I thought it was an adult cat in distress or something. So, I searched, but what I found was a little kitten running from me through the grass and weeds.
I caught him and carried him with me to the McDonalds where I was getting some dinner before walking home. I asked some of the people if they wanted him and there were several little girls tugging on their Dad's sleeves saying "Pleeease Dad!?", but alas, there were no takers, so I took him home and gave him to my cat Buddy (GA) as a present.
Buddy, who was a boy, became J.D.'s "mother" and loved him and washed him, and slept next to him. Unfortunately, I never really socialized J.D. to many humans, so to this day, he is untrusting of most humans.
When he was 9 months old, we traveled in a U-Haul across the country to New Jersey. Because he was an indoor kitty, and didn't know what a girl cat was, I didn't get him fixed until he was a year old, when the girl cats in the neighborhood started coming to our window and looking in at the handsome young man and yeowling at him. One night he escaped with a neighbors Tom Cat and came back the next morning. I think that was his only night out as a intact man. He was soon fixed.
When J.D. was about 2 years old, he had to have an operation on both eyes, because his eyelids were curled under, and the hairs on his eyelids were bothering his eyes and painful, so they cut some of his eyelids away.
In July of 2005, I came home from my anual vacation to visit my Dad in California to J.D. peeing and drinking a lot. The first vet (our local farm vet) said he was diabetic and had us try DM wet and dry. J.D. actually liked them. But, I didn't want to face or believe the diagnosis, so I took him to another vet who confirmed the diagnosis, but I thought that vet was a little wacked, so I went to a 3rd vet, and he declared he needed insulin, and gave him a shot of PZI insulin before I could say "NO!" and then taught me how to shoot.
Unfortunately we couldn't get his BGs under control and he kept needing more and more, and on December 22nd, 2005 he was admitted to the U of Penn Veterinary Hospital in Philadelphia for 8 1/2 days with DKA. I went to visit him every day in the hospital even though it was over an hour drive each way and snowing many days..even on Christmas Eve and Christmas, they let me visit. And he was the most important thought on my mind. He was released on December 31st, and came home with a feeding tube because he would not eat for them the entire time he was there. He also came home on Humiln N (I think it was). I struggled with the feeding tube, getting the food everywhere and on everything. Then after a day and a half, I went to get him for his feeding, and saw that the feeding tube had come out. I was on the phone to my vet to ask what to do, and looked down to see J.D. eating from his bowl, on his own. Haleluya! That was the end of the feeding tube.
Soon after that, I was searching the internet and found a sight called Sugarcat Simon and spoke to Bob Novell on the phone and he taught me to test.
I had to drive J.D. all the way to Philadelphia for curves at the hospital and the people didn't seem to understand that to get him there at 8:00am on a weekday took like 2 hours of driving because of the cummute traffic. I asked if I could have my curves done at my local vet, and have the results faxed to them, and was "allowed" to do that. Silly people. When J.D.'s blood sugar continued to be erratic, I asked if there was another insulin I could try, and suggested Lantus. She said okay, and we have been on it ever since.
I started posting on this board about a year and a half, or two years ago, and J.D. is very happy and healthy. Here is his picture this morning:
He had 1/4 can of FF with lots of water for breakfast, with FortiFlora on the meat, and freeze dried salmon sprinkled in the water.
And now, I have to get ready for work...
Hope everyone has a good day!
Correction: We changed to Levemir a couple months ago. I must have only been half awake this morning. 
