My cat Pau Sau has been ill on and of for a while. Just when we think he is on the mend he goes down hill again. This time I think it is serious and I'm not ready to say goodbye.
We have been back and forth at the vets for a while. He can't hold weight and whatever it is, is now attacking his muscles, because he
is just 4.2kg of bones, and skin. He has been tested for so many
things, parasitic and everything, and now re-tested for Feline Aids,
Leukemia, and Feline hepititas. This is why I'm scared.
The test results were due back yesterday, They weren't. We were
told they were back this morning but the vet needed to speak to us.
At 12pm we rang again. The vet would call us later, and the vet needs to discuss the tests with us. At 4pm, no vet available to
talk to us - they will call us. At 6pm I went there in person, straight from work. Was asked to take a seat to see a vet. My stomach in knots I waited. Then the vet nurse came out and said the
vet who was treating him needs to speak with us and would call in the morning. One of the three vets that have treated him while the main vet Mr Clarke was away, walked past me. I asked if she could least tell me if its positive or negative, and she said that Mr Clarke would speak with us tomorrow, and she really can't say. Trying to fight my emotions in the waiting room, I asked about what flea treatment I can use on him as the fleas he caught at the surgery are just multiplying...he's positively crawling...and it has to be having an effect on him...she said she doesn't think we ought to buy anything until we've spoken to the vet...the treatment may not be needed !
I don't know what to think, or do. I'm just not ready to say goodbye yet...I CAN'T say goodbye yet, but it doesn't sound very good, does it.
When I got home I woke Pau up and cuddled his boney little body so hard, looked hard at him and asked him to let me know when its time.
Sometimes I wonder why we take these animals into our hearts when
there is so much pain and desperation, in the battle to make them
happy and healthy. I just can't bear the thought of letting him go so soon. We only got him in November last year and I adore him with all my heart. I just don't know how to help him any more.
Keep us all in your thoughts tonight...please.
If tears could solve world drought, my family would have a Nobel prize by now.
Peace, Love, and Happiness, Always
Sonia
We have been back and forth at the vets for a while. He can't hold weight and whatever it is, is now attacking his muscles, because he
is just 4.2kg of bones, and skin. He has been tested for so many
things, parasitic and everything, and now re-tested for Feline Aids,
Leukemia, and Feline hepititas. This is why I'm scared.
The test results were due back yesterday, They weren't. We were
told they were back this morning but the vet needed to speak to us.
At 12pm we rang again. The vet would call us later, and the vet needs to discuss the tests with us. At 4pm, no vet available to
talk to us - they will call us. At 6pm I went there in person, straight from work. Was asked to take a seat to see a vet. My stomach in knots I waited. Then the vet nurse came out and said the
vet who was treating him needs to speak with us and would call in the morning. One of the three vets that have treated him while the main vet Mr Clarke was away, walked past me. I asked if she could least tell me if its positive or negative, and she said that Mr Clarke would speak with us tomorrow, and she really can't say. Trying to fight my emotions in the waiting room, I asked about what flea treatment I can use on him as the fleas he caught at the surgery are just multiplying...he's positively crawling...and it has to be having an effect on him...she said she doesn't think we ought to buy anything until we've spoken to the vet...the treatment may not be needed !
I don't know what to think, or do. I'm just not ready to say goodbye yet...I CAN'T say goodbye yet, but it doesn't sound very good, does it.
When I got home I woke Pau up and cuddled his boney little body so hard, looked hard at him and asked him to let me know when its time.
Sometimes I wonder why we take these animals into our hearts when
there is so much pain and desperation, in the battle to make them
happy and healthy. I just can't bear the thought of letting him go so soon. We only got him in November last year and I adore him with all my heart. I just don't know how to help him any more.
Keep us all in your thoughts tonight...please.
If tears could solve world drought, my family would have a Nobel prize by now.
Peace, Love, and Happiness, Always
Sonia
