AlphaCat
Member Since 2017
No action needed, I just need a place to cry, to vent, and this is about a civvie cat issue, so I think this is the right place for this post - if not, please let me know where it should go.
About 2 weeks ago, Seamus the beautiful jerk came down with something where he didn't eat all day and was not behaving like himself. We got him through the night and took him to the vet (twice actually). The vet couldn't find anything wrong, and at the vet he seemed to appear to feel better. He had begun eating and drinking again. The vet sent me home with pain meds in case an internal organ was causing him grief and he just needed it to stop spasming (or whatever) to give his body time to get back to normal. He is back to normal, well minus a little fur. We did shave him into a lion, due to both mats and potential heat concerns. But my beatutiful jerk is back to normal.
But now... now, my oldest cat. My civvie, Runswith, has come down with something. She has had a couple days of throwing up. She threw up the first day, a giant hairball. Then I noticed she wasn't really eating, but she was drinking. So I put her in with Fabby to better watch her. I was able to get her interested in eating Fabby's salmon treats. Eventually throughout the day she began eating a little bit of Fabby's low carb food. About 24 hours later she puked it all up in the middle of the night. The throw up just seemed to be food and mucus. So I didn't push her to eat as long as she was drinking water.
Yesterday, I tried to get her interested in food with no luck. She ate one morsel of her own dry blue buffalo food, and one bite of Salmon treat. Now if I put food or water in front of her she gets up and goes to lay down somewhere else.
She sleeps with her eyes open. She's old. She's not taking in food or water anymore. I'm terrified my little immortal kitty is making her last stand. (I call her immortal because she's old, and because she's had radioactive iodine therapy to kill off her thyroid - successfully.) So I check to see if she's alive several times a day because I can't always see her breathing. 2 decades of my life with this cat. I'm not ready.
If she has whatever Seamus had, they couldn't figure out what it was with him, why would they figure it out with her? Plus, on a holiday weekend I'm looking at a high interest loan just to have them tell me they don't know, and for them to push fluids. So currently I'm getting water in her via syringe. I'm doing 3ml every 2 hours. She hasn't thrown it up so far. Should I be pushing more? My spouse is going to pick up some pedialyte to help.
If I get her to make it until Monday I will take her to the vet. (If they are even going to open on Monday... I think so, but with it being a holiday, IDK.)
I am trying really hard to live by the mantra, don't mourn those that are not dead, but when she sleeps with her eyes open, the fear just takes over. I'm not ready. I need a couple more years. Please.
About 2 weeks ago, Seamus the beautiful jerk came down with something where he didn't eat all day and was not behaving like himself. We got him through the night and took him to the vet (twice actually). The vet couldn't find anything wrong, and at the vet he seemed to appear to feel better. He had begun eating and drinking again. The vet sent me home with pain meds in case an internal organ was causing him grief and he just needed it to stop spasming (or whatever) to give his body time to get back to normal. He is back to normal, well minus a little fur. We did shave him into a lion, due to both mats and potential heat concerns. But my beatutiful jerk is back to normal.
But now... now, my oldest cat. My civvie, Runswith, has come down with something. She has had a couple days of throwing up. She threw up the first day, a giant hairball. Then I noticed she wasn't really eating, but she was drinking. So I put her in with Fabby to better watch her. I was able to get her interested in eating Fabby's salmon treats. Eventually throughout the day she began eating a little bit of Fabby's low carb food. About 24 hours later she puked it all up in the middle of the night. The throw up just seemed to be food and mucus. So I didn't push her to eat as long as she was drinking water.
Yesterday, I tried to get her interested in food with no luck. She ate one morsel of her own dry blue buffalo food, and one bite of Salmon treat. Now if I put food or water in front of her she gets up and goes to lay down somewhere else.
She sleeps with her eyes open. She's old. She's not taking in food or water anymore. I'm terrified my little immortal kitty is making her last stand. (I call her immortal because she's old, and because she's had radioactive iodine therapy to kill off her thyroid - successfully.) So I check to see if she's alive several times a day because I can't always see her breathing. 2 decades of my life with this cat. I'm not ready.
If she has whatever Seamus had, they couldn't figure out what it was with him, why would they figure it out with her? Plus, on a holiday weekend I'm looking at a high interest loan just to have them tell me they don't know, and for them to push fluids. So currently I'm getting water in her via syringe. I'm doing 3ml every 2 hours. She hasn't thrown it up so far. Should I be pushing more? My spouse is going to pick up some pedialyte to help.
If I get her to make it until Monday I will take her to the vet. (If they are even going to open on Monday... I think so, but with it being a holiday, IDK.)
I am trying really hard to live by the mantra, don't mourn those that are not dead, but when she sleeps with her eyes open, the fear just takes over. I'm not ready. I need a couple more years. Please.
. It's big even for a 1/4 tablet, Maury did not enjoy it so I have not given it to him again. Should he really need it in the future, I'll be dicing that 1/4 tablet into fours!
