Back from the brink
As I mentioned last month, one of my cats (Antigone Pandora) has chronic renal failure. Even though it's a terminal disease, cats can survive for months or even years after diagnosis. The care regimen can get crazy at times--we give Tiggy subcutaneous fluids, shoot medicine into her mouth, smear medicine in her ears, and feed her four times a day (minimum).This morning we took her to the vet on what I thought might be a one-way trip. She hadn't eaten all weekend voluntarily, and from my experience with feline cancer patients, that symptom usually signals the end is near. Not necessarily so with CRF.
To our great relief, the vet said Tiggy looked remarkably well, and somehow her weight hadn't dropped. She just needs some meds to make her tummy feel better, then the rest will follow from a resuming steady diet. They took some blood (and this time didn't have to gas her) and will have the results tomorrow.
Long story short, this is not the end.
OK, "relief" is an understatement. Though my eyes are still puffy from a bout with anticipatory grief, I'm giddy as a goat this afternoon. Hopefully this will mean a merry Christmas, but right now I'll settle for a Merry December 10.
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Labels: pets
10 Comments:
Cecilia
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Anonymous at 12/10/2007 3:30 PM
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Sharon GR at 12/10/2007 4:20 PM
and...giddy as a goat?
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Rob S. at 12/10/2007 5:23 PM
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Andrew at 12/10/2007 5:24 PM
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Unknown at 12/10/2007 8:21 PM
Rob, haven't you ever seen The Sound of Music? Those goat puppets were giddy as, well...
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Jeri at 12/11/2007 6:59 AM
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Ann Aguirre at 12/11/2007 8:51 AM
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Jeri at 12/12/2007 12:10 AM
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Catie at 12/12/2007 4:56 AM
Always had trouble squirting the meds into her mouth.
Jim Young
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Anonymous at 12/12/2007 8:56 PM
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