Sick Kitty
Sep. 9th, 2016 11:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stormdogTo make a longish story short, I spent about three hours with King at the vet today, getting him poked and prodded. I haven't said anything on Facebook because it's more Nathan's story to tell there, but we have a very sick kitty. He is in late stage diabetes, and is in ketoacidosis. He's anemic and low in potassium and generally in a very serious condition. Treatment would be hospitalization at an emergency clinic for management of blood sugar and electrolytes, administration of insulin, and other things needed to get him stable. The course of treatment would likely be several thousand dollars, and King may not make it through. Even if Nathan had money for it, which he doesn't, I don't know that it would be the right decision.
Nathan asked me what I'd do in his position. I said that I'd try to make King happy and comfortable. That's basically what we're going to do I think. It seemed like he was feeling briefly better this morning, but tonight I've been concerned again. He's not eating and is drinking almost nothing. A few minutes ago, he ventured out from under the bench and I decided to pick him up and take him to the couch. As soon as I picked him up though, he started vomiting, and I think there was blood in it.
I've been planning on going to a housewarming party tomorrow. I probably still will, but I'm hesitating a little. The last time an animal I shared the house with died, it was my (and my ex's) dog Kuma, and I was out of town that day. I still feel bad about that when I think about it for long. I've only known King for a year, and as much as I love him (he's one of the most wonderful cats I've lived with), he has his person to take care of him. That said, King's person may well need somebody to take care of him too.
Nathan asked me what I'd do in his position. I said that I'd try to make King happy and comfortable. That's basically what we're going to do I think. It seemed like he was feeling briefly better this morning, but tonight I've been concerned again. He's not eating and is drinking almost nothing. A few minutes ago, he ventured out from under the bench and I decided to pick him up and take him to the couch. As soon as I picked him up though, he started vomiting, and I think there was blood in it.
I've been planning on going to a housewarming party tomorrow. I probably still will, but I'm hesitating a little. The last time an animal I shared the house with died, it was my (and my ex's) dog Kuma, and I was out of town that day. I still feel bad about that when I think about it for long. I've only known King for a year, and as much as I love him (he's one of the most wonderful cats I've lived with), he has his person to take care of him. That said, King's person may well need somebody to take care of him too.
