Hello all,
This is my first post here, and unfortunately a sad one.
My cat, Louis, was diagnosed with diabetes 3 weeks ago and put on 1 unit insulin twice a day. At the time, I was devastated because I wasn't sure where I'd come up with the money to purchase his supplies, and I was worried he wouldn't have a great quality of life because I work from 7 am to 9 pm most nights and have to travel on weekends. The vet assured me I could make it work--that they would help me to plan and make expenses on the supplies and if his insulin wasn't dosed out like clockwork, or if I couldn't find a cat sitter on the weekends that missing a couple shots wouldn't kill him. They'd even teach me how to do my own glucose testing in a couple weeks so I could be totally in charge of his care and so I wouldn't accrue vet fees every month.
Well, it appeared it killed him.
Louis did fantastic for the majority of the three weeks since his diagnosis; he started putting on weight, ate like a champ, got bright eyed and curious again, began grooming, and was even chasing the other cat up and down the stairs like his usual self. Every so often after a shot he'd look glassy eyed and woozy, but I'd get him to eat and he'd ostensibly be fine again. He even missed a dose of insulin over a weekend and rebounded with no problems. This weekend, though, I returned home from a Sunday out and he was wobbly, glassy-eyed, anorexic, and barely moving. I gave him insulin, and he didn't eat so I put honey on his gums hoping he was hypoglycemic. He didn't get better through the night, so I took him into the vet first thing yesterday morning. The last time I talked to them they said he was stabilizing and doing okay with IV fluids, and that I should be able to take him home this week and would just have to plan to board him on weekends I couldn't find a cat sitter. This morning I got a call from the vet that Louis had died overnight from untreated diabetes.
I guess my question is, what did I do wrong that killed him? I worried so much about him missing doses, but the vet assured me it wouldn't be fatal, and I was absolutely consistent with his insulin when I was home. I dropped the insulin bottle once on the floor, so is it possible I ruined the suspension and it just wasn't working? Could his diabetes have been far worse than the vet realized and his dosage just wasn't going to make things better? Why did he get so much healthier if it wasn't working, though?
I have this intense mix of guilt but also relief that he isn't slowly suffering (if I wasn't helping him after all), but I also want to make sure I use this as a lesson to make sure my other cat is healthy and happy and well cared for. Has anyone else been through similar circumstances and gotten answers? I'd appreciate any advice or perspective. I'm glad this forum is here.
This is my first post here, and unfortunately a sad one.
My cat, Louis, was diagnosed with diabetes 3 weeks ago and put on 1 unit insulin twice a day. At the time, I was devastated because I wasn't sure where I'd come up with the money to purchase his supplies, and I was worried he wouldn't have a great quality of life because I work from 7 am to 9 pm most nights and have to travel on weekends. The vet assured me I could make it work--that they would help me to plan and make expenses on the supplies and if his insulin wasn't dosed out like clockwork, or if I couldn't find a cat sitter on the weekends that missing a couple shots wouldn't kill him. They'd even teach me how to do my own glucose testing in a couple weeks so I could be totally in charge of his care and so I wouldn't accrue vet fees every month.
Well, it appeared it killed him.
Louis did fantastic for the majority of the three weeks since his diagnosis; he started putting on weight, ate like a champ, got bright eyed and curious again, began grooming, and was even chasing the other cat up and down the stairs like his usual self. Every so often after a shot he'd look glassy eyed and woozy, but I'd get him to eat and he'd ostensibly be fine again. He even missed a dose of insulin over a weekend and rebounded with no problems. This weekend, though, I returned home from a Sunday out and he was wobbly, glassy-eyed, anorexic, and barely moving. I gave him insulin, and he didn't eat so I put honey on his gums hoping he was hypoglycemic. He didn't get better through the night, so I took him into the vet first thing yesterday morning. The last time I talked to them they said he was stabilizing and doing okay with IV fluids, and that I should be able to take him home this week and would just have to plan to board him on weekends I couldn't find a cat sitter. This morning I got a call from the vet that Louis had died overnight from untreated diabetes.

I guess my question is, what did I do wrong that killed him? I worried so much about him missing doses, but the vet assured me it wouldn't be fatal, and I was absolutely consistent with his insulin when I was home. I dropped the insulin bottle once on the floor, so is it possible I ruined the suspension and it just wasn't working? Could his diabetes have been far worse than the vet realized and his dosage just wasn't going to make things better? Why did he get so much healthier if it wasn't working, though?
I have this intense mix of guilt but also relief that he isn't slowly suffering (if I wasn't helping him after all), but I also want to make sure I use this as a lesson to make sure my other cat is healthy and happy and well cared for. Has anyone else been through similar circumstances and gotten answers? I'd appreciate any advice or perspective. I'm glad this forum is here.