Here's an update on our little Zoey.
She's 9 or 10 years old, was diagnosed with diabetes in August '12. Yes, we missed a few shots over the last few days, but that wasn't the bigger issue. When we took her to the Vet ER on Sunday (Nov 25th), she was 8% to 10% dehydrated. The vet wanted to keep her overnight to put fluids in her, re-test her blood, and get her back to normal. She had signs of a kidney disease.
Her blood sugar was at 548, I don't have to explain the norms here, but it was ridiculously high. Everything else for her blood work was insanely higher than the norms, not good. I'd post her numbers here, but I'm out of town on business, and I don't have the info on me at this time.
They put an IV in her right away, and she started to perk up, be super affectionate, and even ate a little. That was our news on Monday morning when my husband had to pick her up from the pet hospital and take her to our regular vet's office for her continued care.
Our vet continued her fluids, but then she wouldn't eat anymore. He ended up having to tube feed her. He said he put 2 liters of fluids through her which is a ton of fluids for a cat, he just doesn't know what's wrong. She's barely responsive, totally limp, and won't eat or drink at all on her own. Our vet tried every single kind of food he had. Wet. Dry. Everything. We normally feed her science diet, senior formula. Another cat of ours can only eat that kind because of his previous health issues.
She was tested for Ketones at the hospital, and the tests came back negative.
So now... my husband calls me tonight, (Tuesday), and says that we're going to have to make a decision. We're both hoping that one of the following happens... she either makes a miraculous recovery, and bounces back, or she passes on her own terms overnight, or she waits until I get home on Friday and then we can make the decision together to put her down, and we can all be together.
I hate feeling so helpless being so far away. If I wasn't here on business I'd totally just go home. My husband said that this would be a little easier too if I were home. He was so upset when he called me tonight that he started to cry, which is something he never does.
If you have any ideas on what else we can try to suggest to our vet, or offer up some good vibes, prayers, whatever... it'll be really appreciated. I never grew up with animals and I never thought that I could become so attached to that cute little fur ball, but here I am... getting teary eyed and seeking out help from friendly strangers all over the globe to try and either save her, or just offer up some words of comfort.
Thanks.
She's 9 or 10 years old, was diagnosed with diabetes in August '12. Yes, we missed a few shots over the last few days, but that wasn't the bigger issue. When we took her to the Vet ER on Sunday (Nov 25th), she was 8% to 10% dehydrated. The vet wanted to keep her overnight to put fluids in her, re-test her blood, and get her back to normal. She had signs of a kidney disease.
Her blood sugar was at 548, I don't have to explain the norms here, but it was ridiculously high. Everything else for her blood work was insanely higher than the norms, not good. I'd post her numbers here, but I'm out of town on business, and I don't have the info on me at this time.
They put an IV in her right away, and she started to perk up, be super affectionate, and even ate a little. That was our news on Monday morning when my husband had to pick her up from the pet hospital and take her to our regular vet's office for her continued care.
Our vet continued her fluids, but then she wouldn't eat anymore. He ended up having to tube feed her. He said he put 2 liters of fluids through her which is a ton of fluids for a cat, he just doesn't know what's wrong. She's barely responsive, totally limp, and won't eat or drink at all on her own. Our vet tried every single kind of food he had. Wet. Dry. Everything. We normally feed her science diet, senior formula. Another cat of ours can only eat that kind because of his previous health issues.
She was tested for Ketones at the hospital, and the tests came back negative.
So now... my husband calls me tonight, (Tuesday), and says that we're going to have to make a decision. We're both hoping that one of the following happens... she either makes a miraculous recovery, and bounces back, or she passes on her own terms overnight, or she waits until I get home on Friday and then we can make the decision together to put her down, and we can all be together.
I hate feeling so helpless being so far away. If I wasn't here on business I'd totally just go home. My husband said that this would be a little easier too if I were home. He was so upset when he called me tonight that he started to cry, which is something he never does.
If you have any ideas on what else we can try to suggest to our vet, or offer up some good vibes, prayers, whatever... it'll be really appreciated. I never grew up with animals and I never thought that I could become so attached to that cute little fur ball, but here I am... getting teary eyed and seeking out help from friendly strangers all over the globe to try and either save her, or just offer up some words of comfort.
Thanks.
