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~It was so fast, faster than I can ever prepare for. My 12yr kitty was not drinking and eating last Nov and since she had such case one year before, we get the Vet check her again. This time, they detected hyperthyroidism. Then we are on the drug with various dosage to tapper T4 down to the normal range. As long as there is a treatment, I am find with it. She regained some weight from around 6 back to 7.8lb. Then three weeks earlier, she stopped eating again. Our vet immediately blood work and showed three times higher of WBC. Then, following that Friday, we had her checked with X-ray. Then, everything started blurring in my mind. They found a 3cm in diameter mass in her lung. Then, the ultrasound biopsy followed by a CT scan this Monday. Worse than we all thought, she had tumors all over her muscle, shoulder, back, two legs, some smaller ones in the lung. Our oncology vet does not suggestion surgery or chemo, as this might be close to the end. She gave her a steroid shot, antinausea shot and hopefully to help her feel better. It was predicted that the steroid would probably last at least one week or longer. However, two days after that, she stopped eating and drinking again. Maybe just one or two licks on can food, does not matter what flavor or format or brand I provide.
In my mind, I knew it is coming, but I keep getting the feeling that maybe she can still pull through several more days if not feel too bad. Every hour passed by, my desperate mind fights with my heart, which is barely holding without total broken. One minute I thought maybe I will just keep syringe feeding her till she totally not feel comfortable; next minute I think I would not want her to suffer that situation of falling down helplessly. What to do, any suggestions, can I hold her a little longer but still ensure her comfortable? Almost can not image if tomorrow is coming and she is not there peeking out of the window when I drove back. I will never be able to fill the emptiness if she is not there any more.
In my mind, I knew it is coming, but I keep getting the feeling that maybe she can still pull through several more days if not feel too bad. Every hour passed by, my desperate mind fights with my heart, which is barely holding without total broken. One minute I thought maybe I will just keep syringe feeding her till she totally not feel comfortable; next minute I think I would not want her to suffer that situation of falling down helplessly. What to do, any suggestions, can I hold her a little longer but still ensure her comfortable? Almost can not image if tomorrow is coming and she is not there peeking out of the window when I drove back. I will never be able to fill the emptiness if she is not there any more.