Melanie and Smokey
Member Since 2010
I can't believe that this is what I have to come back to post. I haven't posted in a while because my dad had hip replacement and I have been busy with that. Smokey had been doing good. Her BGs had went wacky, but we found that a compounded med had been mixed with sugar. Her kidney values had come back high, but the phosphorus recheck was back to normal so that was promising that the recheck on the others next week might be good.
When Jason showed up at Christmas Eve he said she had been running lower BG, but she hadn't been eating much. He headed back home and I stayed on to spend Chistmas day with my dad, the first Christmas since my mom died in July and I didn't want him to be alone when all the other kids were off with inlaws. Jason called that he was taking her to the e-vet, she wasn't eating and she seemed off and she was 60s at shot time. I did some things to help dad and headed home. The e-vet ran blood tests and all of her kidney levels were off their charts, BUN>130, Phos>16, Creat wasn't even readable it was so high. They started a slow IV of fluids even though her heart condition made that risky. We got the call at 4am that they started to hear a rattle so they were stopping fluids and giving lasix.
We went there and she didn't seem ready to give up, she fought to get up and walk around the room. So we decided to take her home and see if she would eat at home (she usually won't at the vet) and maybe bounce back a bit. I also didn't like the attitude of the person there and didn't want her being the one to "put her down" (the first suggestion on the phone). She was wobbly, no strength in her back legs and no energy. She drank but wouldn't eat. We could see that her condition was deteriorating fast and there was nothing we could do. Treating the heart condition caused the kidney condition, we can't treat the kidney condition with the heart condition and we have to treat the kidney condition to make her feel better. We were in a catch 22 we couldn't win.
So one of our vets, not even her usual one but the other one in the office, came with a tech today and set our girl free of this broken body. They don't do in home visits, but they made an exception for Smokey because they know she gets so upset in the office and they all know her and they've been treating her for 15 years. It was such a wonderful thing for them to do for her. I am heartbroken. I could tell she wanted to fight so bad, but her body was done. I know it was time for her body, I even had Jason call and move it up earlier from when he had set it up because I was afraid it would be too late and she get into distress and we'd have to take her in, it just felt like her spirit wasn't ready to accept that her body was done.
Even though we have other kitties, I don't know what we will do without my girl. She went from being the shy middle girl to the sassy boss of the house when we got the younger cats. She became such a momma's girl in her old age. Even now I look to her spot the computer expecting to see her laying there. I just can't believe she's gone.
Give all your babies extra hugs and scritches for me tonight.
When Jason showed up at Christmas Eve he said she had been running lower BG, but she hadn't been eating much. He headed back home and I stayed on to spend Chistmas day with my dad, the first Christmas since my mom died in July and I didn't want him to be alone when all the other kids were off with inlaws. Jason called that he was taking her to the e-vet, she wasn't eating and she seemed off and she was 60s at shot time. I did some things to help dad and headed home. The e-vet ran blood tests and all of her kidney levels were off their charts, BUN>130, Phos>16, Creat wasn't even readable it was so high. They started a slow IV of fluids even though her heart condition made that risky. We got the call at 4am that they started to hear a rattle so they were stopping fluids and giving lasix.
We went there and she didn't seem ready to give up, she fought to get up and walk around the room. So we decided to take her home and see if she would eat at home (she usually won't at the vet) and maybe bounce back a bit. I also didn't like the attitude of the person there and didn't want her being the one to "put her down" (the first suggestion on the phone). She was wobbly, no strength in her back legs and no energy. She drank but wouldn't eat. We could see that her condition was deteriorating fast and there was nothing we could do. Treating the heart condition caused the kidney condition, we can't treat the kidney condition with the heart condition and we have to treat the kidney condition to make her feel better. We were in a catch 22 we couldn't win.
So one of our vets, not even her usual one but the other one in the office, came with a tech today and set our girl free of this broken body. They don't do in home visits, but they made an exception for Smokey because they know she gets so upset in the office and they all know her and they've been treating her for 15 years. It was such a wonderful thing for them to do for her. I am heartbroken. I could tell she wanted to fight so bad, but her body was done. I know it was time for her body, I even had Jason call and move it up earlier from when he had set it up because I was afraid it would be too late and she get into distress and we'd have to take her in, it just felt like her spirit wasn't ready to accept that her body was done.
Even though we have other kitties, I don't know what we will do without my girl. She went from being the shy middle girl to the sassy boss of the house when we got the younger cats. She became such a momma's girl in her old age. Even now I look to her spot the computer expecting to see her laying there. I just can't believe she's gone.
Give all your babies extra hugs and scritches for me tonight.
