Hey everyone,
I'm still pretty new here I guess, but I had a long thread going with Tango a few weeks ago when he'd just been diagnosed and we were trying to work out a new direction, but things are going pretty wrong right now, we're all a bit streched and it's not looking good...
The Methyl B12 seems to be staving off the neuropathy a bit, but the rest of it isn't so great.
The 28G SoftClix I ordered hasn't arrived yet and doesn't look like it will be here for a while, so I still can't home test (the fastclix has been utterly useless so far), and there's been no success trying to persuade the vet to prescribe Glargine (they all go by a "Cascade system" where they legally have to use the closest animal insulin type until treatment proves ineffective before trying something else and they're adamant that Caninsulin does the job perfectly well), and they'll be increasing his dosage to 4u of Caninsulin twice a day now.
Blood tests have just come back indicating suspected kidney infection as well, which isn't helping at all, and I'll have to go and pick up antibiotics later today.
Worst yet is about two days ago, I let him outside at about 3 and there was no sign of him for hours in the freezing cold and pouring rain. We went out to look for him shouting his name etc and he didn't appear until about 7:30, 2 hours after he should have eaten, and he was soaking and seemed dazed, wide-eyed and very quiet. He ate 2 sachets of food and curled up in the corner of the living room out of the way and rested/slept. He did the same for all of the next day and didn't even consider going outside again, so we had to get out his litter tray.
This morning he was much perkier, so at about 9AM after feeding him my dad let him out (in the freezing cold, pouring rain, and howling wind, D'oh!) when he proceeded to go to the toilet off under a bush, then disappeared over the back fence into the wilderness, and we haven't seen him since. I'm terrified again, and I've been out scouring the neighbourhood and knocking on doors asking if anyone has seen him scrounging in their houses.
My mother is starting to worry me as well. She appears to be almost giving up. She keeps talking about putting him to sleep, saying that she doesn't want him to end up like a "pin cushion" getting injected and poked and prodded every day (even if it improves his health and saves his life), and saying that it's "not fair on him", and it doesn't seem like she wants the financial burden too. Apparently it's as bad as her having a nightmare last night that she went downstairs in the morning and found him dead in the corner of the front room!
I'm sorry to clog up the boards with more long posts about how helpless I am, but I'm terrified, what can I do? :cry:
I'm still pretty new here I guess, but I had a long thread going with Tango a few weeks ago when he'd just been diagnosed and we were trying to work out a new direction, but things are going pretty wrong right now, we're all a bit streched and it's not looking good...
The Methyl B12 seems to be staving off the neuropathy a bit, but the rest of it isn't so great.
The 28G SoftClix I ordered hasn't arrived yet and doesn't look like it will be here for a while, so I still can't home test (the fastclix has been utterly useless so far), and there's been no success trying to persuade the vet to prescribe Glargine (they all go by a "Cascade system" where they legally have to use the closest animal insulin type until treatment proves ineffective before trying something else and they're adamant that Caninsulin does the job perfectly well), and they'll be increasing his dosage to 4u of Caninsulin twice a day now.
Blood tests have just come back indicating suspected kidney infection as well, which isn't helping at all, and I'll have to go and pick up antibiotics later today.
Worst yet is about two days ago, I let him outside at about 3 and there was no sign of him for hours in the freezing cold and pouring rain. We went out to look for him shouting his name etc and he didn't appear until about 7:30, 2 hours after he should have eaten, and he was soaking and seemed dazed, wide-eyed and very quiet. He ate 2 sachets of food and curled up in the corner of the living room out of the way and rested/slept. He did the same for all of the next day and didn't even consider going outside again, so we had to get out his litter tray.
This morning he was much perkier, so at about 9AM after feeding him my dad let him out (in the freezing cold, pouring rain, and howling wind, D'oh!) when he proceeded to go to the toilet off under a bush, then disappeared over the back fence into the wilderness, and we haven't seen him since. I'm terrified again, and I've been out scouring the neighbourhood and knocking on doors asking if anyone has seen him scrounging in their houses.
My mother is starting to worry me as well. She appears to be almost giving up. She keeps talking about putting him to sleep, saying that she doesn't want him to end up like a "pin cushion" getting injected and poked and prodded every day (even if it improves his health and saves his life), and saying that it's "not fair on him", and it doesn't seem like she wants the financial burden too. Apparently it's as bad as her having a nightmare last night that she went downstairs in the morning and found him dead in the corner of the front room!
I'm sorry to clog up the boards with more long posts about how helpless I am, but I'm terrified, what can I do? :cry: