Linda for Weezer
Member Since 2011
For those of you who remember Weezer, I want to let you know of her passing. Saturday we helped her to the Rainbow Bridge.
When she was diagnosed with FD in May 2011, we thought we were facing the worse possible scenario for our sweetie. Then we found FDMB and with the advice, support and love of the great folks here, we started our journey. Even after several months of following the protocol strictly, we were still hanging in the pinks most of the time. We were advised to get her tested for acromegaly and IAA. In Dec. 2011 we got positive results for both and felt our world crashing down on us once more. But as our friends here said she was no different than she was before the dx, It’s was just our understanding that changed. Knowledge is power. We took that knowledge and began very aggressive dosing and in the spring of 2012 broke IAA. That was our hallelujah moment. The next big change started out feeling good; a dosing dive from 30 units to 17 in a week. But it didn’t take long to see there was something going on that didn’t call for celebration. She wasn’t eating well and P/D and P/D had reappeared. She was diagnosed with CRF in Oct. 2012. We changed her food to Friskies SD turkey and giblets dinner pate. I would have preferred lower carbs for the diabetes and lower phosphorus for the CRF, but it was a good compromise. The extra carbs were compensated for by a bit more insulin and the extra phos was offset by some phosphorus binder. At that point we knew her time was limited. We were already treating her for acro pain with tramadol and our goal was to keep her pain free and engaged in life as long as possible. We got 6 more months of love. The last couple of weeks were especially precious to me. I have been laid up with ruptured discs in my neck. Weezer spent nearly every moment with me. When I was in bed, she was next to me. When I got up, she followed. It got to the point that I didn’t want to get out of bed, because I could see she would rather stay down, but wouldn’t let me get up alone.
Friday night she came to me in my sleep and told me it was time. Her message was clear and beautiful. The next morning she reinforced it. She not only refused to eat (we’ve all dealt with that), she refused to acknowledge the existence of food. Her body language told me she couldn’t get comfortable. We honored her wishes and called the vet. I am grateful to him for coming to our home so she didn’t need to make the trip she always hated. Her passing was peaceful and she rose on wings of love. Our hearts are broken, but will heal around a nugget of love she brought into our lives.
Thank you for standing with us through the early part of our journey. I don’t think we would have had the gift of almost two years after her FD dx, without your help. Give your kitties a kiss from us.
When she was diagnosed with FD in May 2011, we thought we were facing the worse possible scenario for our sweetie. Then we found FDMB and with the advice, support and love of the great folks here, we started our journey. Even after several months of following the protocol strictly, we were still hanging in the pinks most of the time. We were advised to get her tested for acromegaly and IAA. In Dec. 2011 we got positive results for both and felt our world crashing down on us once more. But as our friends here said she was no different than she was before the dx, It’s was just our understanding that changed. Knowledge is power. We took that knowledge and began very aggressive dosing and in the spring of 2012 broke IAA. That was our hallelujah moment. The next big change started out feeling good; a dosing dive from 30 units to 17 in a week. But it didn’t take long to see there was something going on that didn’t call for celebration. She wasn’t eating well and P/D and P/D had reappeared. She was diagnosed with CRF in Oct. 2012. We changed her food to Friskies SD turkey and giblets dinner pate. I would have preferred lower carbs for the diabetes and lower phosphorus for the CRF, but it was a good compromise. The extra carbs were compensated for by a bit more insulin and the extra phos was offset by some phosphorus binder. At that point we knew her time was limited. We were already treating her for acro pain with tramadol and our goal was to keep her pain free and engaged in life as long as possible. We got 6 more months of love. The last couple of weeks were especially precious to me. I have been laid up with ruptured discs in my neck. Weezer spent nearly every moment with me. When I was in bed, she was next to me. When I got up, she followed. It got to the point that I didn’t want to get out of bed, because I could see she would rather stay down, but wouldn’t let me get up alone.
Friday night she came to me in my sleep and told me it was time. Her message was clear and beautiful. The next morning she reinforced it. She not only refused to eat (we’ve all dealt with that), she refused to acknowledge the existence of food. Her body language told me she couldn’t get comfortable. We honored her wishes and called the vet. I am grateful to him for coming to our home so she didn’t need to make the trip she always hated. Her passing was peaceful and she rose on wings of love. Our hearts are broken, but will heal around a nugget of love she brought into our lives.
Thank you for standing with us through the early part of our journey. I don’t think we would have had the gift of almost two years after her FD dx, without your help. Give your kitties a kiss from us.
