Jennifer and Katie
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Katie is starting to give me AMPS and PMPS that are lower than 200. Is there a "safe" dose for her that I can give, so that she will stay low, but not go hypo? I had dropped her to 1.25 U yesterday morning, but it still seems to be a little too much. She was AMPS 169 this morning, so I didn't want to give her the normal dose. A half hour later, after she ate, she was at 213. I gave her 1 U. Is this okay? Should I have given her less? What should I dose her with tonight if her numbers are shootable, the 1 U, or the 1.25 U?
Also, the story of her life:
Katie is twelve years old today (Happy birthday, Katie!). We have come a long way since I rescued a four week old kitten from a "death row" shelter, where the veterinarian was known as Dr. Death. She turned out to be a sweet, playful little thing who didn't know how to use a litter box. After a few mishaps on my bed, she learned. This little kitten came into my life at a difficult time. I had been in foster care when my grandparents came for me. They lived in an area where I had no friends, and nothing was familiar. Little Katie provided warmth, laughter, and a way for me to get back on my own two feet.
She and I have been through a lot together. From her dealing with the various cats and dogs I rescued, to moving three times already in her lifetime, as well as trips to the vet for a reabsorbing tooth, sprained feet, and declawing (which I will never again do), to now dealing with diabetes. Katie has been an inspiration in my life, demonstrating that you can persevere through most anything. She gives the right amount of affection, while still retaining her dignity as an independent kitty. I know we still have lots of challenges ahead, and hopefully, many years more together.
Also, the story of her life:
Katie is twelve years old today (Happy birthday, Katie!). We have come a long way since I rescued a four week old kitten from a "death row" shelter, where the veterinarian was known as Dr. Death. She turned out to be a sweet, playful little thing who didn't know how to use a litter box. After a few mishaps on my bed, she learned. This little kitten came into my life at a difficult time. I had been in foster care when my grandparents came for me. They lived in an area where I had no friends, and nothing was familiar. Little Katie provided warmth, laughter, and a way for me to get back on my own two feet.
She and I have been through a lot together. From her dealing with the various cats and dogs I rescued, to moving three times already in her lifetime, as well as trips to the vet for a reabsorbing tooth, sprained feet, and declawing (which I will never again do), to now dealing with diabetes. Katie has been an inspiration in my life, demonstrating that you can persevere through most anything. She gives the right amount of affection, while still retaining her dignity as an independent kitty. I know we still have lots of challenges ahead, and hopefully, many years more together.