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About 6 weeks ago, I noticed a subtle change to my Tabitha's routine. Instead of thumping down the stairs for breakfast, she stayed upstairs on her heated bed. She was 12 and I figured that she was just getting older. I brought her food up to her and she ate heartily. A month ago, I noticed that she seemed to be sleeping more than usual. Again, I thought: poor girl is getting older. She was still frisky, eating/drinking, purring like crazy, cuddling. But after a couple of weeks, I started thinking: maybe best to take her to the vet, just to be sure.
The vets here are incredibly overloaded - too many pets, not enough vets. My vet clinic never answers the phone, ever. I left multiple messages over multiple days and finally, exasperated, decided to switch vets. The soonest appointment I could get was mid-April. That seemed fine, since this was not an emergency, just an in-case.
Suddenly this weekend, she got worse. She stopped eating, started crying in pain and vomiting. We rushed her to the emergency vet (an hour away), where she died in my arms. The vet wasn't sure what was wrong with her - all levels were low, including temperature, and she said that it was possibly a bacterial, viral, fungal infection? No way to know how long she'd been sick. I'm grieving horribly because I lost her, but I am consumed with guilt at the thought that she could've been sick for a whole month and I just didn't know it. I'm just consumed with "should've done this, should've done that." It's compounding my grief and I just feel miserable. I guess that I don't have a question, just a cautionary tale...if your little one has any change in routine, get them to the vet immediately.
The vets here are incredibly overloaded - too many pets, not enough vets. My vet clinic never answers the phone, ever. I left multiple messages over multiple days and finally, exasperated, decided to switch vets. The soonest appointment I could get was mid-April. That seemed fine, since this was not an emergency, just an in-case.
Suddenly this weekend, she got worse. She stopped eating, started crying in pain and vomiting. We rushed her to the emergency vet (an hour away), where she died in my arms. The vet wasn't sure what was wrong with her - all levels were low, including temperature, and she said that it was possibly a bacterial, viral, fungal infection? No way to know how long she'd been sick. I'm grieving horribly because I lost her, but I am consumed with guilt at the thought that she could've been sick for a whole month and I just didn't know it. I'm just consumed with "should've done this, should've done that." It's compounding my grief and I just feel miserable. I guess that I don't have a question, just a cautionary tale...if your little one has any change in routine, get them to the vet immediately.