TygerLilly
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Morphy had no problem with the injections, but has a real problem with the testing because he has to be restrained. I can't test on his ears because both have hematomias, I can't even touch them. I have yet to get a successful reading, even when I had a friend over willing to wrestle him into submission. I'm disabled and a physical wrestling match on a daily basis is beyond my capabilities. I don't have anyone to help me on a regular basis. It's the restraint he hates, not the needle.
I'm having a hard time with the lancet too. I read the directions, my friend read them too. So far it doesn't work even on me. The needle guard has an adjustable setting, but it doesn't seem to help. Seems like the needle doesn't go past the guard far enough. My monitor just gives me error messages. Too little blood (not the case) blood added after test, although it was all added at once. Really hard to get a reading on an angry struggling cat.
Food distracts him enough for the quickie insulin injection, but having to poke a paw requires a bit more. The usual trick of wrapping him in a towel really isn't feasible.
He wet on the floor tonight. Lake Morphy. Half of his body must be bladder. On the bright side, I've stuffed him with so much food today he didn't bother to come fetch me when the alarm went off. Although he was quite happy to devour the cat food soup while he got his injection. For once he wasn't even interested in his evening chicken. He had the same look on his furry face as my uncle gets after Thanksgiving dinner.
I'm having a hard time with the lancet too. I read the directions, my friend read them too. So far it doesn't work even on me. The needle guard has an adjustable setting, but it doesn't seem to help. Seems like the needle doesn't go past the guard far enough. My monitor just gives me error messages. Too little blood (not the case) blood added after test, although it was all added at once. Really hard to get a reading on an angry struggling cat.
Food distracts him enough for the quickie insulin injection, but having to poke a paw requires a bit more. The usual trick of wrapping him in a towel really isn't feasible.
He wet on the floor tonight. Lake Morphy. Half of his body must be bladder. On the bright side, I've stuffed him with so much food today he didn't bother to come fetch me when the alarm went off. Although he was quite happy to devour the cat food soup while he got his injection. For once he wasn't even interested in his evening chicken. He had the same look on his furry face as my uncle gets after Thanksgiving dinner.