Christine & Hooska (GA)
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Some of you are familiar with the dramatic and heart-wrenching turn for the worse our lives (me, my husband, our beloved cat Hooska) took last week when our darling one was diagnosed with diabetes as well as liver failure, anemia, fluids around the lungs and one other diagnose I cannot recall right at this moment, but also very serious.
We were sent home with a box of liver pills and a prescription for insulin. Though we wholly-devoted one week of our lives to trying to save him, despite the fact that neither my husband nor I are cut out for nursing by any stretch of the imagination and we struggled with intense difficulty to help our little guy, Hooska just went downhill so fast: stopped eating, stopped poo-ing, lost interest in everything, couldn't seem to sleep, and saddest of all, no more purring.
So yesterday morning, we were back at the vet bright and early. By this time, one of his arms had swelled up, his eyes were glazey, and his body was puffier than ever plus his breathing seemed a bit labored. A different vet than the first one we'd had last week checked Hooska out and recommended euthenasia. I was beside myself and said no, no, no! I wanted to have a feeding tube inserted, get liquids in him, have additional testing done, have them do whatever else was necessary...and save my baby!
A long debating conversation ensued betweem me and the doc. He pointed out that even if they did everything I wanted, he suspected they would find the cat has liver cancer in there somewhere and had become very jaundiced. I said obviously Hooska is uncomfortable and that's why I want immediate measures to be taken to restore his health.
He said he looks at Hooska and sees a cat who is not only in discomfort, but most likely pain. I asked how one could tell the difference, as many beings live with some discomfort -- it's part of life -- but if he could convince me Hooska was actually experiencing pain, I would consider giving in. Just then, Hooska let out the biggest yowl. It was clear he was concurring with the doctor: yes, I am indeed in pain. My heart broke into a million pieces. The vet called my husband to discuss and came back in the room and said my husband recommended euthenasia. I called my husband, and we discussed it. We decided I would bring Hooska home for just a little more time together for last cuddling and loving and good-byes, and we arranged for him to depart this world from the comfort of our home last night.
The lady vetrinarian who came over was like an angel herself: she just made this feel like a couple of friends (she plus an assistant) were dropping by, much time was spent talking before she proceeded. Her approach was wholly compassionate and treated Hooska with lots of love and dignity during his departure into peace and freedom from this life.
Anyhow, just wanted to say thanks again to all you earth-angels who responded to my pleas for help, offered loads of knowledge and information and expressed kind words. Bless you all...and now I will exit this forum. I very much need to move on from this pain.
Christine & Hooska, GA
We were sent home with a box of liver pills and a prescription for insulin. Though we wholly-devoted one week of our lives to trying to save him, despite the fact that neither my husband nor I are cut out for nursing by any stretch of the imagination and we struggled with intense difficulty to help our little guy, Hooska just went downhill so fast: stopped eating, stopped poo-ing, lost interest in everything, couldn't seem to sleep, and saddest of all, no more purring.
So yesterday morning, we were back at the vet bright and early. By this time, one of his arms had swelled up, his eyes were glazey, and his body was puffier than ever plus his breathing seemed a bit labored. A different vet than the first one we'd had last week checked Hooska out and recommended euthenasia. I was beside myself and said no, no, no! I wanted to have a feeding tube inserted, get liquids in him, have additional testing done, have them do whatever else was necessary...and save my baby!
A long debating conversation ensued betweem me and the doc. He pointed out that even if they did everything I wanted, he suspected they would find the cat has liver cancer in there somewhere and had become very jaundiced. I said obviously Hooska is uncomfortable and that's why I want immediate measures to be taken to restore his health.
He said he looks at Hooska and sees a cat who is not only in discomfort, but most likely pain. I asked how one could tell the difference, as many beings live with some discomfort -- it's part of life -- but if he could convince me Hooska was actually experiencing pain, I would consider giving in. Just then, Hooska let out the biggest yowl. It was clear he was concurring with the doctor: yes, I am indeed in pain. My heart broke into a million pieces. The vet called my husband to discuss and came back in the room and said my husband recommended euthenasia. I called my husband, and we discussed it. We decided I would bring Hooska home for just a little more time together for last cuddling and loving and good-byes, and we arranged for him to depart this world from the comfort of our home last night.
The lady vetrinarian who came over was like an angel herself: she just made this feel like a couple of friends (she plus an assistant) were dropping by, much time was spent talking before she proceeded. Her approach was wholly compassionate and treated Hooska with lots of love and dignity during his departure into peace and freedom from this life.
Anyhow, just wanted to say thanks again to all you earth-angels who responded to my pleas for help, offered loads of knowledge and information and expressed kind words. Bless you all...and now I will exit this forum. I very much need to move on from this pain.
Christine & Hooska, GA
so very sorry for your loss...may you find peace and comfort soon