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R.I.P. to My Very Best Friend - UPDATE
10 years ago
*UPDATE: As if things couldn't get any worse... my mom just told me that the vet discovered he had a brain tumor...
Apparently after he went blind, he continued to seize, and couldn't hold his balance anymore. She told me that he wouldn't eat, that he wouldn't walk... and when he did walk, he always ended up falling from the ledge of my railing on the second floor of my house. Twice, he came down and didn't catch himself... he just slammed into the floor. Probably furthering the injury of the tumor... and then he started to smash his face into things. Intentionally. My mom told me he started smashing his face into the corners of walls, and that when she tried to feed him Friday morning, he fell over face-first into his food twice in a row, unable to control his balance enough to sit down...
If I were in his position, I'd have probably wanted to just give up too... he was always strong, and he fought this battle for months before succumbing to it... even when he lost his teeth... his vision... his stability... he kept pushing on. I don't get it... maybe if my mom had waited for me to come home that night (I was literally only 2 minutes away from catching a bus), he would've been able to "see" me one last time, so that he could rest more peacefully... and maybe I would've been too. We always sat by each other whenever we had problems. When I was upset, he used to sit next to me and paw at my face to get me to stop crying. And when he was hurt from his tooth surgery, I was the only one who soothed him enough so he could eat... he wouldn't eat for my parents at all. In those final moments, we really could've used each other for comfort one last time...
I haven't been online in a while, mostly due to drastic attempts at catching myself back up with three weeks missed of school work... but on top of this, my cat got really sick and... it's been really hard...
Long story short, He was diagnosed with diabetes about a year ago, maybe half a year ago... cant remember... all I know is, he's struggled with balancing his blood sugar levels for a long time, and it's been a really tough battle for all of us.
In January, the vet found a bad infection in his mouth that was screwing with his levels, and he had to have surgery to remove his teeth... it would be the only way to get rid of the infection... but then he was hurting so much, he wasn't eating... I had to come home to feed him via syringe until the pain went away...
Then the vet thought he had hyperthyroidism on top of the diabetes, so she prescribed him some pills to take with his insulin... she said stabilizing this would also help to stabilize his blood sugar levels... but it didn't...
Last weekend, I came home again briefly, to take care of him. I noticed he wasn't moving much. He spent the whole night sleeping on my bed next to me, and when I called him upstairs for food, he didn't budge. I tried to pick him up and put him on the floor, thinking maybe his legs were hurting him, and he just... sat there and started crying... I didn't know what was wrong. He started walking again after I nudged him a little with my foot, but then he just stopped and didn't try again... I had to carry him upstairs and put him on the kitchen table myself, but even then he didn't eat... he didn't even look at the food... he just sat there, staring ahead....
We ended up taking him to the vet last Sunday because it turned out he had a diabetic shock, and was very weak from it... his blood sugar level was very low that morning, and I offered him food hoping it would make him feel better... he was fine at the vet's office, but... sometime after that, he apparently went blind, and couldn't make his way around anymore... he was terrified...
Thursday night, I contemplated going home to see him, thinking to comfort him again, but I ultimately decided not to go home because I knew I would have some peace to relax on Friday night for once, and I wanted to take advantage of that... but this past Friday, my mom called me as I was heading home from school, telling me that he was seizing or maybe having a stroke, and he had peed himself, and he wasn't able to walk at all... she went to rush him into the vet's office again, and they said he had blood clots that were causing him to seize... and that putting him down was our only option...
So... Im pretty hurt right now... my head is spinning, and I can't stop crying...
I've had this cat for 11 years. He was essentially a birthday gift to myself, that I got when I turned 9...
I loved him with all my heart, and Im so devastated that this had to happen this way...
I miss him so much...
-Ali
Apparently after he went blind, he continued to seize, and couldn't hold his balance anymore. She told me that he wouldn't eat, that he wouldn't walk... and when he did walk, he always ended up falling from the ledge of my railing on the second floor of my house. Twice, he came down and didn't catch himself... he just slammed into the floor. Probably furthering the injury of the tumor... and then he started to smash his face into things. Intentionally. My mom told me he started smashing his face into the corners of walls, and that when she tried to feed him Friday morning, he fell over face-first into his food twice in a row, unable to control his balance enough to sit down...
If I were in his position, I'd have probably wanted to just give up too... he was always strong, and he fought this battle for months before succumbing to it... even when he lost his teeth... his vision... his stability... he kept pushing on. I don't get it... maybe if my mom had waited for me to come home that night (I was literally only 2 minutes away from catching a bus), he would've been able to "see" me one last time, so that he could rest more peacefully... and maybe I would've been too. We always sat by each other whenever we had problems. When I was upset, he used to sit next to me and paw at my face to get me to stop crying. And when he was hurt from his tooth surgery, I was the only one who soothed him enough so he could eat... he wouldn't eat for my parents at all. In those final moments, we really could've used each other for comfort one last time...
I haven't been online in a while, mostly due to drastic attempts at catching myself back up with three weeks missed of school work... but on top of this, my cat got really sick and... it's been really hard...
Long story short, He was diagnosed with diabetes about a year ago, maybe half a year ago... cant remember... all I know is, he's struggled with balancing his blood sugar levels for a long time, and it's been a really tough battle for all of us.
In January, the vet found a bad infection in his mouth that was screwing with his levels, and he had to have surgery to remove his teeth... it would be the only way to get rid of the infection... but then he was hurting so much, he wasn't eating... I had to come home to feed him via syringe until the pain went away...
Then the vet thought he had hyperthyroidism on top of the diabetes, so she prescribed him some pills to take with his insulin... she said stabilizing this would also help to stabilize his blood sugar levels... but it didn't...
Last weekend, I came home again briefly, to take care of him. I noticed he wasn't moving much. He spent the whole night sleeping on my bed next to me, and when I called him upstairs for food, he didn't budge. I tried to pick him up and put him on the floor, thinking maybe his legs were hurting him, and he just... sat there and started crying... I didn't know what was wrong. He started walking again after I nudged him a little with my foot, but then he just stopped and didn't try again... I had to carry him upstairs and put him on the kitchen table myself, but even then he didn't eat... he didn't even look at the food... he just sat there, staring ahead....
We ended up taking him to the vet last Sunday because it turned out he had a diabetic shock, and was very weak from it... his blood sugar level was very low that morning, and I offered him food hoping it would make him feel better... he was fine at the vet's office, but... sometime after that, he apparently went blind, and couldn't make his way around anymore... he was terrified...
Thursday night, I contemplated going home to see him, thinking to comfort him again, but I ultimately decided not to go home because I knew I would have some peace to relax on Friday night for once, and I wanted to take advantage of that... but this past Friday, my mom called me as I was heading home from school, telling me that he was seizing or maybe having a stroke, and he had peed himself, and he wasn't able to walk at all... she went to rush him into the vet's office again, and they said he had blood clots that were causing him to seize... and that putting him down was our only option...
So... Im pretty hurt right now... my head is spinning, and I can't stop crying...
I've had this cat for 11 years. He was essentially a birthday gift to myself, that I got when I turned 9...
I loved him with all my heart, and Im so devastated that this had to happen this way...
I miss him so much...
-Ali
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Take this time to grieve, I'm sure everyone will understand.
You have my deepest sympathy, I know how hard it is losing a best friend like that.
Hope things take a turn for the better soon.