Some of you may have seen my last post about when to put my cat with kidney failure to sleep. She declined very quickly but luckily we were able to have her cross at home. But now I’m torturing myself because I felt like I let her suffer. After coming home from the hospital, we knew the treatments weren’t working and her values had only gone up. But when she got home, her appetite was still there and she still seemed herself for a few days. But her appetite was slowly decreasing and we are trying everything to get it back; different types of food, supplements, stimulants, cerenia…nothing was working.
One day she didn’t eat at all, we said we’d wait one more day and see if she ate and on the third day we’d call a vet. But by the second day, she had declined rapidly. She couldn’t stand, was really weak and started hiding. On day three of not eating, we were making calls for a vet to come over. But I’m haunted. She was so weak. Her little meow was so strained. I don’t know what I was thinking waiting. We knew the odds were stacked against us but even the vet was saying she still was eating and feisty so I stupidly thought maybe she’d cope a bit longer. I always wanted to do right by her and I feel like I failed.
One day she didn’t eat at all, we said we’d wait one more day and see if she ate and on the third day we’d call a vet. But by the second day, she had declined rapidly. She couldn’t stand, was really weak and started hiding. On day three of not eating, we were making calls for a vet to come over. But I’m haunted. She was so weak. Her little meow was so strained. I don’t know what I was thinking waiting. We knew the odds were stacked against us but even the vet was saying she still was eating and feisty so I stupidly thought maybe she’d cope a bit longer. I always wanted to do right by her and I feel like I failed.
