A week ago, I had to leave town because my mother was scheduled for surgery. I was unable to find a cat sitter for my 2 babies, so I decided to bring them along. Besides I have been fighting a losing battle with fleas all summer and figured a week away would help them... I had to work right up until the time I had to leave, so if anything was going on I wasn't aware of it. Both cats seemed to have a healthy appitite before we left, I did withhold their supply on the day we were to leave so they would have an easier trip. But I broke down and gave them a treat as I put them in the carrier. When we arrived, I hurried to get things ready for them so they could eat... I knew they would be starving! Well my female (about 8yrs old) was very cautious, but finally got up the nerve to eat... however, my male (3 1/2 yrs old) refused food... Well we all thought he was just nervous and would eat when ready (although that didn't stop me from trying) That was Wednesday evening... Thursday I continued trying to get him to eat... offered him his food from home, his canned food used only as treats... even offered him milk (which he begs for but I don't give often cause it causes runs) and he refused all... I didn't know what to do... I didn't have money for a vet, but he needed help... so we started calling around for vets to help out... and instead of telling us to come in and they would work out payments.... they wanted to do A CREDIT CHECK on me and told me they would call back!!!!! Well a couple hours later they still hadn't called so we tried again... this time they said to bring him in (we told them that we didn't have much and they agreed to try to keep it close to $100) By this time, he was so weak that he could barely walk... and I was blinded by my own tears... We brought him in, the vet took a look at him and informed us that he was anemic from the fleas. His body temp had also dropped way below normal... He was immediately admitted to the hospital to be given a blood trasfusion and placed in an incubator to raise his temp. This was around 11 am and they told us we could come back and see him at 4pm or after... so we went to a friends house to let them know what was going on and when we arrived at Mom's house at about 12:30 there was a message on the answering machine to call the vets... He passed away around noon... We went back to the vets to pick him up, and were presented with a bill for $222.14 that I still don't know how to pay.... the only good thing is they gave me some Advantax for my other baby and a pill that would also kill the fleas! I spent the rest of the day in bed because my grief made me physically ill and I couldn't even sit up.
I have been a walking zombie ever since... dealt with the reason I was there Mom's surgery... but then it was time to go home... I debated what I should do.. take my baby girl home and hope the fleas don't kill her to (or the grief of being alone, she has never been) or let her stay where there are other animals that she was getting used to, in a flea free environment.... I chose what I felt was best for her.... the flea free environment. It is only temporary, until I am able to rid home of fleas. I have felt so guilty over this whole mess... my baby boy was just that.. my baby! and I feel like it was my actions or lack thereof that killed him! I probably weakened him by withholding his food.... and I didn't get rid of the fleas for him.... I had used a topical treatment that I purchased over the counter, he had a flea collar on, I have tried the flea killer for carpets, vacuuming, and the sprays for the cats... Nothing worked... I wanted to get the more expensive stuff but the money wasn't there... Now I need to come up with the money for the vet bill and figure a way to get rid of these fleas as inexpensive as possible! So I can bring my girl home! HELP!!!!