Monday, September 26, 2011
He's Not Just an Animal to Me
Did not blog for a while because I have been going through a lot of worries with my cat. Some people don't understand how you can get so attached to "just an animal", but I am more than attached to this particular animal.
He's my bud.
Late this summer I started noticing the signs and symptoms of diabetes. On Friday I took him in to be tested. On Saturday the preliminary blood test results proved I was right to be concerned. He had an extremely elevated glucose level. That could be because of being stressed out at the vets getting his blood drawn or it could indicate something else.
While waiting for the final test results, I couldn't write, read, or do anything, but worry and watch TV. Should I treat him with insulin shots? Would that make him suffer and lower the quality of his daily life? What to do? What to do?
This morning I called and the vet got on the line. "When I saw the preliminary results I thought Mama had nailed the diagnosis, but he's just fine. Some of the results are a little higher than we like, but he's just an old cat now." A simple change of diet for his age--more fiber, less carbs--ought to take care of it.
Yay! Relief flooded me. After giving him a big hug, I rushed out to buy the diet food. Now I'm back at the computer ready to catch up on lost time.
But wait...how much trouble is it to switch a finicky eater over to diet food? Would the battle lower the quality of my daily life? What to do? What to do?
Tell me about the beloved pet who is not just an animal to you.