jane & mr friend
Member Since 2012
Hello all.
Mr Friend and I joined in September 2008. He was diabetic when I adopted him from Cats Protection, but although I'd read up on diabetes, I thought it was far easier to manage than it turned out to be - I thought it would just be a matter of giving an injection twice a day. Friend came home at the end of September, and by the beginning of November we had our first hypoglycemic episode. There followed a nightmare of measuring glucose levels, and that sock filled with rice that you warm in the microwave and the stabbing of the ear and trying to adjust insulin levels and then another hypoglycemic episode within a couple of weeks. By the end of November, after several stays in the vet, it was declared that he no longer had diabetes.
After about a year, he started to lose weight again, but it was hyperthyroidism rather than a return of the diabetes. We've managed this condition since then, but recently the weight loss has happened again, his hyperthyroid dose increased and stabilised, then the same has happened again. The vet phoned me an hour ago to let me know his most recent tests have indicated that not only is his hyperthyroidism out of control again, his diabetes has returned.
I'm gutted. With hindsight, and being coldly ratonal, I shouldn't have adopted a cat with diabetes in the first place. I'm squeamish about needles and injections and squeamish about blood. We had a horrific time back in 2008, to the extent that we even discussed whether it would be better to return him to Cats Protection as we didn't feel we were coping with his diabetes - we were terrified he'd have a hypoglycemic episode whilst we were both at work and die, and wondered whether he would be better off living with someone who was at home more of the time. Finding out he wasn't diabetic felt like a miracle.
We were aware that it might come back again, but it's not really any less of a shock. Knowing how awful it was last time, and how difficult we found it - the injections were okay, but trying to measure the glucose levels by picking the ear was just terrible - just the stress of knowing it was coming in an hour or so, and our utter incompetence at managing to get a reading (we've got at least three different blood reading measurer things in the kitchen still I think as we went through different ones!). I just feel at the moment that I won't be able to cope with it again, or that we're going to manage to kill him this time.
Anyway, I am off to the vet to discuss the results, how we can move forward with his hyperthyroidism and starting insulin again. Apologies for the lengthy post - I don't need any specific adivce right now - I got so much fantastic advice here back in 2008, which I remember both of - I just need to get it all out somewhere where other people know what it's like!
Jane
Mr Friend and I joined in September 2008. He was diabetic when I adopted him from Cats Protection, but although I'd read up on diabetes, I thought it was far easier to manage than it turned out to be - I thought it would just be a matter of giving an injection twice a day. Friend came home at the end of September, and by the beginning of November we had our first hypoglycemic episode. There followed a nightmare of measuring glucose levels, and that sock filled with rice that you warm in the microwave and the stabbing of the ear and trying to adjust insulin levels and then another hypoglycemic episode within a couple of weeks. By the end of November, after several stays in the vet, it was declared that he no longer had diabetes.
After about a year, he started to lose weight again, but it was hyperthyroidism rather than a return of the diabetes. We've managed this condition since then, but recently the weight loss has happened again, his hyperthyroid dose increased and stabilised, then the same has happened again. The vet phoned me an hour ago to let me know his most recent tests have indicated that not only is his hyperthyroidism out of control again, his diabetes has returned.
I'm gutted. With hindsight, and being coldly ratonal, I shouldn't have adopted a cat with diabetes in the first place. I'm squeamish about needles and injections and squeamish about blood. We had a horrific time back in 2008, to the extent that we even discussed whether it would be better to return him to Cats Protection as we didn't feel we were coping with his diabetes - we were terrified he'd have a hypoglycemic episode whilst we were both at work and die, and wondered whether he would be better off living with someone who was at home more of the time. Finding out he wasn't diabetic felt like a miracle.
We were aware that it might come back again, but it's not really any less of a shock. Knowing how awful it was last time, and how difficult we found it - the injections were okay, but trying to measure the glucose levels by picking the ear was just terrible - just the stress of knowing it was coming in an hour or so, and our utter incompetence at managing to get a reading (we've got at least three different blood reading measurer things in the kitchen still I think as we went through different ones!). I just feel at the moment that I won't be able to cope with it again, or that we're going to manage to kill him this time.
Anyway, I am off to the vet to discuss the results, how we can move forward with his hyperthyroidism and starting insulin again. Apologies for the lengthy post - I don't need any specific adivce right now - I got so much fantastic advice here back in 2008, which I remember both of - I just need to get it all out somewhere where other people know what it's like!
Jane