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£90 for a short back 'n sides for an effing cat!!!

"Somebody's" had some more blood taken for tests - he's been off his food for the last few days - his weight is now down to a much more respectable 4.3kg - still not what you'd call slight but a massive reduction from his peak of 6.6kg of several years ago

Waiting for the results tomorrow - hopefully, his kidney results will still be stable (up, but stable) - he won't have pancreatitis (fingers crossed) and his appetite will have picked up by tomorrow and he's eating properly again - that'll mean that his teef are OK and don't need attention
 
(((Charlie and Vintage Paw ))) please don't beat yourself up. I don't think you've done anything wrong.

I hope this doesn't seem crashingly insensitive and maybe makes you smile a bit.

I posted this on fb earlier:
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and Rebelda pointed out the uncanny resemblance to this:
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:eek:
 
(((Vintage Paw)))) Keeping everything crossed, for you both. I know there's no point me telling you not to beat yourself up, but try to be kind to yourself, you're doing everything you can.
 
(((Charlie and Vintage Paw ))) please don't beat yourself up. I don't think you've done anything wrong.

I hope this doesn't seem crashingly insensitive and maybe makes you smile a bit.

I posted this on fb earlier:
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and Rebelda pointed out the uncanny resemblance to this:
Krays.jpg


:eek:

Some years back, my nan's neighbour in the flat downstairs had cats called ronnie and reggie

:hmm:
 
Don't beat yourself up Vintage Paw, I've had major guilt fests about my cats before and things I could have, should have done for them but deep down I know I've looked after them properly and given them a lot of love. And I see your crying at the vet and raise you fainting at the vets. I was only 18 at the time and the vet had told me that my childhood cat was probably not going to make it after breaking her tail so I fainted. :oops: She was fine in the end, her tail was amputated and she lived to fight another day

Hugs to you and Charlie
 
Thank you so much, everyone. Yesterday was one hell of a day. I was probably in a worse state than Charlie.

In terms of his meds, the vet has given him some vetergesic, which is in the morphine family, so has a sedative effect as well. I was concerned about the metacam and his kidneys -- the risk is very minor for renal failure but particularly because he'd had 2 injections of it in the past week and the official guidelines say they should only ever have 1, I was very reticent to continue with the oral dose, so we switched to the vetergesic. He had an injection of it at the vets yesterday morning and he gave me some pre-filled syringes to give him morning and night in his mouth. So there's that fun again. At least it doesn't taste of peppermint, so he's less prone to spitting it out -- although the experience with the zantac has made him hold it in his mouth until you let him go and then shake his head so any remaining gets flung away :rolleyes: :D

I struggled getting the vetergesic into him last night, I think most ended up on my arm, so I fear he may have had a few awful hours in pain. Add to that the very awful symptoms of the raised thyroid levels and it was quite distressing. He wouldn't stop pacing, meowing and yowling, going to his water, lying next to it, crying, barely drinking, not eating a thing... I gave him his double dose of felimazole and left him downstairs so I could try to get some sleep. That didn't work very well. I could hear him yowling constantly downstairs, and I was just lying there in bed shaking, unable to stop. In the end I think I managed to drift off for about half an hour.

As the night went on there were more pauses in between the yowling. I decided to go to bed normally instead of staying on the settee all night as I did the night before. He yowled on and off through the night but it definitely decreased a bit. I got up at 5.40 and gave him his next double dose, and a full tin of tuna, that he polished off almost in its entirety (apart from the bit I'd mixed with the paste that's supposed to bind his poorly poos up... that got left altoghter - but the vetergesic can cause constipation over time so I figure that will right itself over the next few days). He clearly wanted more, so I gave him a pouch of Felix and he polished most of that off too. He'd drunk loads of water overnight, and he's drunk nearly double that amount during today as well. I know that's a symptom of the thyroid, but while he's got diarrhea it's no bad thing to be taking on extra water.

I managed to get most of his vetergesic into him at 7am, and since then he's been napping on and off most of the day, and is barely yowling at all now. He's still eating, drinking a ton as I said, but he seems much calmer. I worked out he hadn't slept at all for about 36 hours (nor me :D ) so he must be absolutely exhausted. It was touch and go last night, not in terms of losing him I don't think but I was steeling myself for having to take him in again today to ask them to put him on fluids over the weekend while his felimazole starts working a bit better. But thankfully like I say he seems to be doing better. I can only assume being quieter is better... it's got to be, because the yowling was quite horrific.

Hopefully after another day or two of the new felimazole dose he'll continue to improve. It can take a while for it to really kick in, and I fully expect the new 5mg twice a day dose will need to be finessed over time. We have no idea what made it suddenly skyrocket after he'd been so stable for so long, particularly since when he was on 2.5mg twice a day his T4 levels were actually on the low side of normal. So it might be a long road ahead before he's properly stable again. I really don't want him to have to go through surgery again, but I'm certainly second guessing my decision to give him the meds for his lifetime rather than taking the thyroid out. But that's a decision for the future.

I feel better for being able to get a bit of sleep last night, I even managed to find the time and energy and motivation to wash my hair :D And I'm sure Charlie is feeling a tiny bit better too. He's just polished off some more food.

And trashpony -- that picture is wonderful, the resemblance is uncanny :D The one at the front looks like the calm brains of the operation, and the one at the back looks like the crazy-eyed heavy making sure you 'comply'.
 
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I worked out he hadn't slept at all for about 36 hours (nor me :D )

Bloody hell VP, that's some ordeal :(

Glad to hear he's eating - and don't forget to look after yourself! - and yeah, here's hoping another day or two will see him improve again. I really feel for you - and Charlie!
 
I cried in front of the vet.

:rolleyes:
Darling one, anyone who's ever lived with a cat, has cried in front of the vet. And the nurses. And the receptionists. And the people looking at the crazy woman crying in her car. And the people wondering what that snuffling noise is in Tesco. etc. At least the vet, nurses and receptionists are well used to it.

e2a fingers crossed for you both.
 
Darling one, anyone who's ever lived with a cat, has cried in front of the vet. And the nurses. And the receptionists. And the people looking at the crazy woman crying in her car. And the people wondering what that snuffling noise is in Tesco. etc. At least the vet, nurses and receptionists are well used to it.

e2a fingers crossed for you both.
And on the bus, and walking home clinging to a cat box. ..
 
Results from Bobs blood test were better than expected - the vet normally does the test in the practice but is having to send away for the time being so we won't get the definitive until Monday - however:-

2 enzymes that are present when pancreatitis is suspected, one is normal and one is ever so slightly up, but not to where it was back a couple of months ago when he did have a flare up - so GOOD

His kidney readings are lower than they were a couple of months ago, when he had his little "episode" so that's good - they're not normal but they are down - so GOOD

White blood cell reading is high, indicating as suspected infection "somewhere" - a broad spectrum 12 day antibiotic injection has been given, hopefully that'll see him on the mend and eating a bit more normally

He's feeling a little sorry for himself at the moment as he's had to go to the vets twice in three days and he really doesn't like going there - a new cat carry basket has been sourced as the last one, bought after the old one broke, is worse than useless unless you can "post" the cat into it (which with Bob you can't). In theory, the whole top half lifts off and can quickly be reassembled, but the basket is, let's be honest cheap and cheerful and is not very well-made and putting the top back on is a bit of a knack which you can't really practice when you're trying to get a cat into it
 
Well, Charlie didn't have a good weekend. Friday was good, he was calmer, still drinking loads and being a bit fussy with food, but certainly an improvement over Weds and Thurs. Saturday saw him take a turn for the worse, which continued getting worse over Sunday as well. He became agitated again, miaowing and yowling, pacing, going to his water, wandering away from his water, over and over, not eating much, begging for water even though he had a full, clean bowl and had just drunk some. He's clearly lost weight the past few days, and must have had diarrhea for nearly 2 weeks now (although it's only twice a day, it's still not pleasant for him).

I had an appointment for him this morning anyway. When I got there, his usual vet, Ted, was there back off his hols, so I asked if I could make sure my appointment was with him. I was so relieved to see him. The other vets are great but I've been seeing Ted for nearly 18 months now and he knows Charlie so well... plus his manner makes me feel so at ease, which I think is quite important. I wanted to run in and hug him but I would have embarrassed the both of us and probably would have had to be removed, wailing and crying :D

Anyway, his heart rate and breathing are both good. He palpated his abdomen and it seemed fine. His mouth is looking good - maybe a little tiny bit of redness in one area but it doesn't seem to be a problem. A bit of food stuck along his gums but again seemingly not a problem. His mouth has been healing well, it seems. He said the higher felimazole dose should have had a bit of an effect by now but it can take a couple of weeks or more to really get working properly. He suggested having Charlie back in on fluids again. That way they can 'monitor what goes in, and what comes out'. To be quite honest, although I'm heartbroken that Charlie has to go through the stress of being there again, I'm also relieved because I know they'll be able to make sure he's hydrated, taking his medication, and in a controlled environment. I don't know how long he'll be in for. At least a couple of days, maybe even all week. I want to be sure he won't suddenly start to go downhill again if I bring him home before we're sure we've worked out what needs to be treated. It's probably less stressful for him in the long term to be there for a while and then be able to come home and stay at home with only his usual 3 monthly check ups, than it is to be at home now but have to keep going back every other day because we don't know what's wrong. Plus I'd rather they be in charge of medicating him with whatever he needs, because it's incredibly stressful if I have to give him something orally... for everyone involved. And I'm not always certain he gets the full amount.

I miss the little fucker.

Monkey, in happier, healthier times:

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2 enzymes that are present when pancreatitis is suspected, one is normal and one is ever so slightly up, but not to where it was back a couple of months ago when he did have a flare up - so GOOD

His kidney readings are lower than they were a couple of months ago, when he had his little "episode" so that's good - they're not normal but they are down - so GOOD

White blood cell reading is high, indicating as suspected infection "somewhere" - a broad spectrum 12 day antibiotic injection has been given, hopefully that'll see him on the mend and eating a bit more normally

:thumbs: Here's hoping he's on the road to recovery. :)
 
He suggested having Charlie back in on fluids again. That way they can 'monitor what goes in, and what comes out'. To be quite honest, although I'm heartbroken that Charlie has to go through the stress of being there again, I'm also relieved because I know they'll be able to make sure he's hydrated, taking his medication, and in a controlled environment.

Ach, sorry to hear it's not better news VP but I think you're right that he's in the best place for now. I still have everything crossed for you both. Lovely picture as well :)
 
And the people looking at the crazy woman crying in her car.

And the people looking at the skinhead crying in his car. I'm such a soppy twat.


In other news, one of my cats was charging up and down the hall the other day, making the usual noises made when chasing one of the many toys. Fifteen minutes later I go out there and there is - I think - a young pigeon sitting blinking at me. He was done for, poor thing, I had to take him outside and finish him off. Horrible job.

That's all of 3 birds in, what, 7 years? So hardly a big deal but what a crappy job it was finishing him. I made it really fast mind. :(
 
And the people looking at the skinhead crying in his car. I'm such a soppy twat.


In other news, one of my cats was charging up and down the hall the other day, making the usual noises made when chasing one of the many toys. Fifteen minutes later I go out there and there is - I think - a young pigeon sitting blinking at me. He was done for, poor thing, I had to take him outside and finish him off. Horrible job.

That's all of 3 birds in, what, 7 years? So hardly a big deal but what a crappy job it was finishing him. I made it really fast mind. :(
You are better at it than I then. I've had a badly cat attacked bird in the garden once. Couldn't bring myself to do it in so I had to shove it in a box, run down to the RSPCA and ask them to finish it off hastily shoving some coins in the collection box. Only time I will donate to them mind!
 
Well, all has changed again.

Ted called back. They managed to take some blood. His thyroid is already back to normal levels, at 19 instead of 90. His kidneys are fine, heart is fine (that they can tell without ecgs or whatever), glucose is fine. He was so stressed though, they simply couldn't get a drip in him without sedation. He's not dehydrated apparently. He's 4.5kg, whereas he's usually about 5, so he's lost a deal of weight. His liver enzymes are over 700, when they should be in the 100s. It was the same when he was diagnosed with his thyroid, and they eventually came down. The easiest thing to do at the moment is to assume they peaked again because of the thyroid problem, and that they will come down in time (apparently liver enzymes can go up fast but take ages to come down again). The other possibilities are that there is an infection causing the spike, or there is a tumour. He's given him penicillin for any possible infection, a vit B12 shot, some anti-nausea medication, and sent him home again. He said he'd prefer him to be at home since he's in no immediate danger, because he's just so unbelievably stressed. So I've picked him up again.

He can eat normal food again now his mouth has had a week to settle a bit, so he's just eaten a full pouch and a 1/4 of Royal Canin Sensitivity Control (to help ease his poorly tummy hopefully), and he's drinking buckets of water. He did a wee in his carry basket :( Not sure if he did it while waiting at the vet or on the way home, I think the former. He's never, ever done that before. He must be so fucking terrified. I feel just awful for him. I wish there was some way to calm him. I'm trying not to mither him, just let him do his thing and keep my distance, he's got a thick blanket under a chair so he can hide, and access to upstairs so he can disappear under the bed. No more medicine for me to give him apart from his thyroid tablet, which he has in food or a treat, so no more being grabbed and wrapped up in a towel and a syringe poked in his mouth. I'm certain that hasn't helped his stress levels one little bit.

We have to go back on Weds morning for Ted to check him over again, maybe give him another penicillin injection. I wish there was some way to bend time, so that those 2 days appear like 6 months to Charlie, because all this to-ing and fro-ing is turning him into a complete wreck and it's just awful for him :( And it's horrible watching him drinking. He's drinking so much, with such urgency. He drinks, wanders away, yowls, comes back, yowls, drinks, drools, and so on.
 
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