Daisys and Diamonds
Super_Ideal_Rock
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Our darling Tibby Tabby is really sick
Of course its the weekend and the vet is closed
All of a sudden we have noticed how much weight he has lost
he is scrawny around the neck and shoulders and bonney in the spine
He's not old, he was in fine form even 4 weeks ago but things have taken a turn for the worse yesterday
My heart is breaking
He hasn't been outside today
He's on the spair bed
He gets off for a drink or to wee in his dirt box
i gave hin breakfast and dinner in bed but his usual large appetite has disapaired
We had roast chicken last night which is usuallly his favourite but he just picked at it
i gave him steak tonight and he certainly sat up and took notice but more than half of it is still on his plate
Our darling Tibby Tabby is really sick
Of course its the weekend and the vet is closed
All of a sudden we have noticed how much weight he has lost
he is scrawny around the neck and shoulders and bonney in the spine
He's not old, he was in fine form even 4 weeks ago but things have taken a turn for the worse yesterday
My heart is breaking
He hasn't been outside today
He's on the spair bed
He gets off for a drink or to wee in his dirt box
i gave hin breakfast and dinner in bed but his usual large appetite has disapaired
We had roast chicken last night which is usuallly his favourite but he just picked at it
i gave him steak tonight and he certainly sat up and took notice but more than half of it is still on his plate
We good great news and horrid news today.
Alex - our vaccine-associated fibrosarcoma survivor - is completely clean, a year after his leg removal and chemo. Clean xrays, clean ultrasound, and clean bloodwork. He’s considered “fully treated”. We’ll have to get him checked every six months for the rest of his life, but there’s no particular reason to believe that his cancer will return.
There wasn’t enough space to take as much surrounding the leg as they wanted to, when they amputated, so the worry was that the cancer had already seeped into that tissue. That’s pretty definitely not the case for him; best case outcome.
Garett, our miracle baby, diagnosed with colon cancer not even six months ago, is having a dozen #2 accidents daily. He was supposed to go in for a colon check next week so we just took him in early. The cancer is well-managed. The behavioural symptoms - he’s lethargic, doesn’t have the easiest time getting up or sitting down, isn’t interested in favourite foods and treats, isn’t grooming at all, snuggling a ton... His oncologist suggested that maybe we not get the full two months of chemo. A friend who’s a vet said that pets can sense when they’re stressing their humans, and that stresses them more. And that we’ve done more than most people would have. Another friend who fosters said that he might be snuggly because he feels bad and wants comfort, not just because he wants to show us he loves us. All of them said - in various degrees of explicit - that we aren’t going to get a clear sign. Nothing clearer than what we’re getting right now.
We’re going to try a new food for two or three weeks. And some pretty strong IBS drugs. Doctor prescribed only ten days of meds. If he isn’t okay by then - then it’s time. I’ve been joking-notjoking-joking about feeding him to the coyotes since the accidents started in earnest. A couple months ago? When we took him in to the specialist yesterday I assumed we’d be told that his cancer was getting much worse, and I was kind of relieved. That would be a clear sign. But his cancer is managed FINE. But his quality of life is obviously worsening anyway. And god knows ours is hurting. But neither of us wants to let him go. His doctors aren’t optimistic that the new food and meds will change anything, but we’re hoping anyway.
What possessed us to get pets so close in age... Now we’re losing them. Gretta, Jeffey, Jenna, Garett. Thank everything that’s holy we aren’t adding Alex to that list.
We good great news and horrid news today.
Alex - our vaccine-associated fibrosarcoma survivor - is completely clean, a year after his leg removal and chemo. Clean xrays, clean ultrasound, and clean bloodwork. He’s considered “fully treated”. We’ll have to get him checked every six months for the rest of his life, but there’s no particular reason to believe that his cancer will return.
There wasn’t enough space to take as much surrounding the leg as they wanted to, when they amputated, so the worry was that the cancer had already seeped into that tissue. That’s pretty definitely not the case for him; best case outcome.
Garett, our miracle baby, diagnosed with colon cancer not even six months ago, is having a dozen #2 accidents daily. He was supposed to go in for a colon check next week so we just took him in early. The cancer is well-managed. The behavioural symptoms - he’s lethargic, doesn’t have the easiest time getting up or sitting down, isn’t interested in favourite foods and treats, isn’t grooming at all, snuggling a ton... His oncologist suggested that maybe we not get the full two months of chemo. A friend who’s a vet said that pets can sense when they’re stressing their humans, and that stresses them more. And that we’ve done more than most people would have. Another friend who fosters said that he might be snuggly because he feels bad and wants comfort, not just because he wants to show us he loves us. All of them said - in various degrees of explicit - that we aren’t going to get a clear sign. Nothing clearer than what we’re getting right now.
We’re going to try a new food for two or three weeks. And some pretty strong IBS drugs. Doctor prescribed only ten days of meds. If he isn’t okay by then - then it’s time. I’ve been joking-notjoking-joking about feeding him to the coyotes since the accidents started in earnest. A couple months ago? When we took him in to the specialist yesterday I assumed we’d be told that his cancer was getting much worse, and I was kind of relieved. That would be a clear sign. But his cancer is managed FINE. But his quality of life is obviously worsening anyway. And god knows ours is hurting. But neither of us wants to let him go. His doctors aren’t optimistic that the new food and meds will change anything, but we’re hoping anyway.
What possessed us to get pets so close in age... Now we’re losing them. Gretta, Jeffey, Jenna, Garett. Thank everything that’s holy we aren’t adding Alex to that list.
We good great news and horrid news today.
Alex - our vaccine-associated fibrosarcoma survivor - is completely clean, a year after his leg removal and chemo. Clean xrays, clean ultrasound, and clean bloodwork. He’s considered “fully treated”. We’ll have to get him checked every six months for the rest of his life, but there’s no particular reason to believe that his cancer will return.
There wasn’t enough space to take as much surrounding the leg as they wanted to, when they amputated, so the worry was that the cancer had already seeped into that tissue. That’s pretty definitely not the case for him; best case outcome.
Garett, our miracle baby, diagnosed with colon cancer not even six months ago, is having a dozen #2 accidents daily. He was supposed to go in for a colon check next week so we just took him in early. The cancer is well-managed. The behavioural symptoms - he’s lethargic, doesn’t have the easiest time getting up or sitting down, isn’t interested in favourite foods and treats, isn’t grooming at all, snuggling a ton... His oncologist suggested that maybe we not get the full two months of chemo. A friend who’s a vet said that pets can sense when they’re stressing their humans, and that stresses them more. And that we’ve done more than most people would have. Another friend who fosters said that he might be snuggly because he feels bad and wants comfort, not just because he wants to show us he loves us. All of them said - in various degrees of explicit - that we aren’t going to get a clear sign. Nothing clearer than what we’re getting right now.
We’re going to try a new food for two or three weeks. And some pretty strong IBS drugs. Doctor prescribed only ten days of meds. If he isn’t okay by then - then it’s time. I’ve been joking-notjoking-joking about feeding him to the coyotes since the accidents started in earnest. A couple months ago? When we took him in to the specialist yesterday I assumed we’d be told that his cancer was getting much worse, and I was kind of relieved. That would be a clear sign. But his cancer is managed FINE. But his quality of life is obviously worsening anyway. And god knows ours is hurting. But neither of us wants to let him go. His doctors aren’t optimistic that the new food and meds will change anything, but we’re hoping anyway.
What possessed us to get pets so close in age... Now we’re losing them. Gretta, Jeffey, Jenna, Garett. Thank everything that’s holy we aren’t adding Alex to that list.
What possessed us to get pets so close in age... Now we’re losing them
Fingers crossed it continues helping @yssie and sending bucketloads of healing dust to your sweet kitty.
We good great news and horrid news today.
Alex - our vaccine-associated fibrosarcoma survivor - is completely clean, a year after his leg removal and chemo. Clean xrays, clean ultrasound, and clean bloodwork. He’s considered “fully treated”. We’ll have to get him checked every six months for the rest of his life, but there’s no particular reason to believe that his cancer will return.
There wasn’t enough space to take as much surrounding the leg as they wanted to, when they amputated, so the worry was that the cancer had already seeped into that tissue. That’s pretty definitely not the case for him; best case outcome.
Garett, our miracle baby, diagnosed with colon cancer not even six months ago, is having a dozen #2 accidents daily. He was supposed to go in for a colon check next week so we just took him in early. The cancer is well-managed. The behavioural symptoms - he’s lethargic, doesn’t have the easiest time getting up or sitting down, isn’t interested in favourite foods and treats, isn’t grooming at all, snuggling a ton... His oncologist suggested that maybe we not get the full two months of chemo. A friend who’s a vet said that pets can sense when they’re stressing their humans, and that stresses them more. And that we’ve done more than most people would have. Another friend who fosters said that he might be snuggly because he feels bad and wants comfort, not just because he wants to show us he loves us. All of them said - in various degrees of explicit - that we aren’t going to get a clear sign. Nothing clearer than what we’re getting right now.
We’re going to try a new food for two or three weeks. And some pretty strong IBS drugs. Doctor prescribed only ten days of meds. If he isn’t okay by then - then it’s time. I’ve been joking-notjoking-joking about feeding him to the coyotes since the accidents started in earnest. A couple months ago? When we took him in to the specialist yesterday I assumed we’d be told that his cancer was getting much worse, and I was kind of relieved. That would be a clear sign. But his cancer is managed FINE. But his quality of life is obviously worsening anyway. And god knows ours is hurting. But neither of us wants to let him go. His doctors aren’t optimistic that the new food and meds will change anything, but we’re hoping anyway.
What possessed us to get pets so close in age... Now we’re losing them. Gretta, Jeffey, Jenna, Garett. Thank everything that’s holy we aren’t adding Alex to that list.