This is Mr. D in happier days.
The days are less happy now because he's very, very ill.
He'd been under the weather for about a week when I took him to see the vet last Thursday. The vet thought it was pneumonia, but the antibiotics didn't help. By Sunday, things seemed dire and on Monday, I was pretty sure he was going to die.
The vet that saw him on Monday quickly determined that our Gaspar had no infection of the lungs... In fact, his lungs were full of water because his heart is diseased and has congestive heart failure.
And that is just as bad as it sounds.
He's on medications now and is at home with us, but the prognosis is bad. Most cats with his condition and symptoms only live an average of 92 days after diagnosis.
It's crazy how bad it feels even just to write that....
6 comments:
I am so sorry, honey. (((hugs)))
Thanks. I can sure use it.
It's amazing how much a member of the family an animal can become....
Oh, Beth, I'm crying for you and your family. I am so sorry. And yes, pets are very much a member of the family, and it hurts so much to lose one. (((hugs)))
*hugs* I still remember when we had my cat put to sleep - he was 19 and probably had more time but it would have been full of weekly fluid injections (he had kidney failure) and it would not have been happy for him.
It was the hardest thing I've ever done.
Hoping the meds help him feel better so that the time he has left is good and full of love!
Oh, I'm sorry. I am such a cat person. Just love him while you can.
I am so very very sorry. I hope the kids are doing alright as well. It is so terribly hard.
((((hugs)))))
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