Ten Little Chances to be Free (
tenlittlebullets) wrote2008-07-09 11:59 am
i can has kitteh. but not for always.
Internet's back, vacation was lovely. It was kind of my break from the interwebs, so I won't bore the interwebs with the details.
And when we got back I found out that one of my cats has diabetes. Rascal's fourteen and last time he got sick it was thousands of dollars in vet bills, and I just don't know if he's going to make it this time. There's about a 30% chance that it's temporary and that he won't need the insulin shots anymore after a while, but that means there's a 70% chance he'll either stabilize and be on insulin the rest of his life or just keep getting worse. And with either of those... my brother and I are going away to college in the fall, and dad just isn't around all the time to give him his shots. And it's expensive.
We're going to put him on insulin for a few months, but if by the end of the summer there's no sign it's temporary--I don't know. I don't want a kitty perpetually on life support, and my parents don't want to pay indefinite vet bills for a little guy who's about seventy-five in cat years. He's been part of the family since I was six years old, but we might have to put him to sleep soon.
He seems happy enough. Not healthy--he's too skinny and his fur is slightly dull--but he's still his old macho, sassy, grudgingly-affectionate self. And his sister is still fat and glossy and sweet. The thought of losing one of them tears me up.
And when we got back I found out that one of my cats has diabetes. Rascal's fourteen and last time he got sick it was thousands of dollars in vet bills, and I just don't know if he's going to make it this time. There's about a 30% chance that it's temporary and that he won't need the insulin shots anymore after a while, but that means there's a 70% chance he'll either stabilize and be on insulin the rest of his life or just keep getting worse. And with either of those... my brother and I are going away to college in the fall, and dad just isn't around all the time to give him his shots. And it's expensive.
We're going to put him on insulin for a few months, but if by the end of the summer there's no sign it's temporary--I don't know. I don't want a kitty perpetually on life support, and my parents don't want to pay indefinite vet bills for a little guy who's about seventy-five in cat years. He's been part of the family since I was six years old, but we might have to put him to sleep soon.
He seems happy enough. Not healthy--he's too skinny and his fur is slightly dull--but he's still his old macho, sassy, grudgingly-affectionate self. And his sister is still fat and glossy and sweet. The thought of losing one of them tears me up.
