I'm not entirely sure where to put this, so forgive me in advance.
I think it's time to let Flapjack go. He's fighting throughout his renal failure and FELV for 4 months. Just recently (last Friday) I took him to the vet because I noticed his chest was having this exaggerated, abdominal movements as he breathed and when I held him up to my ear his chest had a weird whooshing, fluidity sound.
Sure enough my worst fears were confirmed, he had fluid buildup in his chest ,so much to the point that his lungs were pushed up against his spine because he was trying to breathe. The doctor said it's most likely could be tumors caused by the Leukemia and has offered to remove some of the fluid to help him feel better. I took the offer and the doc had removed 5 vials worth of mucousy looking fluid. And he warned me that the fluid build up would be a continous thing and just to make him comfortable and give him meds called 'lasix' to ease the fluid amount.
That's when I was considering letting him go the following Saturday. But when we brought him home he went straight for his wet food and started gobbling it up. Which made me confused because it's like Flapjack doesn't wanna go. He's still eating, drinking, and using the litter box just fine. He even cuddled with me during the A.M. hours. So now I'm thinking "OK, he's not ready yet. He'll let me know when it's time." And I've kept him around for the weekend to see how he faired, and he did.
Sunday, I've noticed him acting off... he was moving slowly and his pupils were huge like he was terrified. My heart sunk as I did a little eye test on him, and he didn't react as he normally would. My boy has gone blind. Basically over the weekend. Took him to the vet yesterday (Monday) and they confirmed that he has gone blind, I wanted them to check his blood pressure since hypertension is common in CRF cats and it can cause blindness. I wanted to see if I could get meds to help the blood pressure and hopefully reverse the blindness, but Flapjack's heartbeat was to erratic for the vet tech to get a proper reading.
It hit me that day that my cat is rapidly deteriorating. Ofc cats can adapt to being blind, but I can sense that he's not happy. He doesn't even wanna play with toys that jingle or rattle anymore. He can't watch the birds, squirrels, and lizards on his kitty sill no longer. He still eats, but he doesn't lick his bowl clean like he used to. He still drinks and use the litter box just fine. He huddles up and lies in his cubby hole. He doesn't want to eat temptations treats anymore...that was his kitty-crack.
Part of me honestly feels that he's hanging on for me. Like he senses that I need him. And I do. But the other part of me knows it's selfish to keep him around in his condition just for my own happiness. He still responds and cuddles with me after all. And I always tell him that if he needs to go, then go. But he doesn't. It's torture on both sides. I want him to be happy and this isn't it. He wants me to be happy it seems by doing minimally what he can to show me he's still have some life in him (if that makes sense)
I'm was planning to let him go Saturday, but idk...
I think it's time to let Flapjack go. He's fighting throughout his renal failure and FELV for 4 months. Just recently (last Friday) I took him to the vet because I noticed his chest was having this exaggerated, abdominal movements as he breathed and when I held him up to my ear his chest had a weird whooshing, fluidity sound.
Sure enough my worst fears were confirmed, he had fluid buildup in his chest ,so much to the point that his lungs were pushed up against his spine because he was trying to breathe. The doctor said it's most likely could be tumors caused by the Leukemia and has offered to remove some of the fluid to help him feel better. I took the offer and the doc had removed 5 vials worth of mucousy looking fluid. And he warned me that the fluid build up would be a continous thing and just to make him comfortable and give him meds called 'lasix' to ease the fluid amount.
That's when I was considering letting him go the following Saturday. But when we brought him home he went straight for his wet food and started gobbling it up. Which made me confused because it's like Flapjack doesn't wanna go. He's still eating, drinking, and using the litter box just fine. He even cuddled with me during the A.M. hours. So now I'm thinking "OK, he's not ready yet. He'll let me know when it's time." And I've kept him around for the weekend to see how he faired, and he did.
Sunday, I've noticed him acting off... he was moving slowly and his pupils were huge like he was terrified. My heart sunk as I did a little eye test on him, and he didn't react as he normally would. My boy has gone blind. Basically over the weekend. Took him to the vet yesterday (Monday) and they confirmed that he has gone blind, I wanted them to check his blood pressure since hypertension is common in CRF cats and it can cause blindness. I wanted to see if I could get meds to help the blood pressure and hopefully reverse the blindness, but Flapjack's heartbeat was to erratic for the vet tech to get a proper reading.
It hit me that day that my cat is rapidly deteriorating. Ofc cats can adapt to being blind, but I can sense that he's not happy. He doesn't even wanna play with toys that jingle or rattle anymore. He can't watch the birds, squirrels, and lizards on his kitty sill no longer. He still eats, but he doesn't lick his bowl clean like he used to. He still drinks and use the litter box just fine. He huddles up and lies in his cubby hole. He doesn't want to eat temptations treats anymore...that was his kitty-crack.
Part of me honestly feels that he's hanging on for me. Like he senses that I need him. And I do. But the other part of me knows it's selfish to keep him around in his condition just for my own happiness. He still responds and cuddles with me after all. And I always tell him that if he needs to go, then go. But he doesn't. It's torture on both sides. I want him to be happy and this isn't it. He wants me to be happy it seems by doing minimally what he can to show me he's still have some life in him (if that makes sense)
I'm was planning to let him go Saturday, but idk...