First, this is Mara and Ace. We had a followup with the vet and Ace's blood sugar was down, but not enough. So we're working on the diet now and home testing of blood sugar.
If you recall I have another cat, a 13 year old named Casino. She and Ace have been together all his life (he's 8). I bring this up because what we feed Ace is food for Casino and vice versa. So I've moved their eating station into the livingroom where I can see them and hopefully try to keep them out of each other's dish. It's hard from my wheelchair, but so far they are responding to my calling their name and they stop. The problem is Ace seems to be doing ok on wet food but Casino has developed near diarrhea. (Her stool is pure mush.) So I feel like I have to ease her back to dry food but keep Ace on wet. What a nightmare that's going to be.
Now for the blood testing. This is the reason for the title of this post. I have been trying for a week. The first couple times it was just getting him used to the pen clicking. Then I had two failed attempts at just getting a hold of his ear. When I did finally and used the pen, I didn't have it properly positioned. Then twice I did all that right and achieved a drop of blood but when I tried to draw it up on the test strip the first time he wriggled free and the second I got an error message from the meter.
I'm dealing with too many limitations. I have to have him on my lap (or my lap table) because I can't get out of my wheelchair and down on the floor as shown in all the videos I watched. Secondly, my left hand has diminished senses and strength and coordination. So I don't know if I can do this for him at home.
My older sister came home for the holidays and she was telling me about her experience with her cat who also had diabetes. I listened to her talk about she and her 2 sons discussing how they knew they'd never be able to monitor the cat's diet or test blood on a regular basis, etc., because of their busy schedules, so they all resigned themselves to the fact that their cat wouldn't survive diabetes. I was appalled!!! I could never resign myself to that, but I'm feeling so inadequate right now I want to cry.
Ace is walking with more and more difficulty and my heart breaks for him as he tries to play with his little mouse toy. I don't know what to do. :'(
If you recall I have another cat, a 13 year old named Casino. She and Ace have been together all his life (he's 8). I bring this up because what we feed Ace is food for Casino and vice versa. So I've moved their eating station into the livingroom where I can see them and hopefully try to keep them out of each other's dish. It's hard from my wheelchair, but so far they are responding to my calling their name and they stop. The problem is Ace seems to be doing ok on wet food but Casino has developed near diarrhea. (Her stool is pure mush.) So I feel like I have to ease her back to dry food but keep Ace on wet. What a nightmare that's going to be.
Now for the blood testing. This is the reason for the title of this post. I have been trying for a week. The first couple times it was just getting him used to the pen clicking. Then I had two failed attempts at just getting a hold of his ear. When I did finally and used the pen, I didn't have it properly positioned. Then twice I did all that right and achieved a drop of blood but when I tried to draw it up on the test strip the first time he wriggled free and the second I got an error message from the meter.
I'm dealing with too many limitations. I have to have him on my lap (or my lap table) because I can't get out of my wheelchair and down on the floor as shown in all the videos I watched. Secondly, my left hand has diminished senses and strength and coordination. So I don't know if I can do this for him at home.
My older sister came home for the holidays and she was telling me about her experience with her cat who also had diabetes. I listened to her talk about she and her 2 sons discussing how they knew they'd never be able to monitor the cat's diet or test blood on a regular basis, etc., because of their busy schedules, so they all resigned themselves to the fact that their cat wouldn't survive diabetes. I was appalled!!! I could never resign myself to that, but I'm feeling so inadequate right now I want to cry.
Ace is walking with more and more difficulty and my heart breaks for him as he tries to play with his little mouse toy. I don't know what to do. :'(

