January 22nd, 2010
|06:47 pm - Wretched cat|
Thanks for advice, people. When I said 'my friends will disapprove', I was projecting my own self-criticism, which I've done before. Sorry about that. My mum phoned, and gave me permission to do whatever seemed best. I took the cat to the vets with intention to put it to sleep, and then couldn't go through with it, and I've come back with a live cat and a load of needles and insulin. I am softer
hearted headed than I thought. To celebrate the bloody animal pissed on my new coat. Wretch.
It's such a difficult situation, but I think you're acting rightly.
|Date:||January 22nd, 2010 07:21 pm (UTC)|| |
*hugs* you followed your heart which is what you had to do. Good luck with the wretch!
Poor you, and poor him. I think there may be a moment when you know it's time to go through with it, and you haven't reached that yet.
Will your mum be able to cope with giving him injections?
Possibly not, which is why this is soft-headed. I just couldn't do it. I will get something sorted in the next two weeks.
It may sound hard-hearted, but you could ask a friend who doesn't have such a strong emotional link to take him to the vet for you.
(I once held my cat of 13 years while she was put to sleep, so I know exactly where you're coming from. I cried, but I also know that I did the right thing for her.)
When Claudia started to get frail and thin, I asked the vet when it would be time. She said, "You'll know." And I did. One day Claudia stopped eating and could only walk with difficulty and I knew she no longer enjoyed being alive, so I spent a whole day sitting with her and talking to her and we both took her in. I think it's fairly obvious when life is a burden, and it can't be for this cat yet.
You're handling tough decisions really well. Don't suppose you'd consider standing for PM?
Your mum might learn to give the injections if you or the vet show her how to do so patiently and several times. It just takes some getting used to. For me, the main problem was my fear that I would hurt the cat. The vet let me practice with water and lo and behold, the cat didn't even flinch. If your mum's cat is like that as well, it shouldn't be too difficult for her to learn.
Here's me hoping that the cheerful little wretch isn't like my Hummel, who will hit the ceiling at the merest touch of a needle...
[Catching up on yesterday...]
I'm glad that you talked to your mum, and even more so that she's given you permission to act as seems best. From all that you've said, I think it may even be a relief to her that you've taken the steps that she must have known needed to be taken.
I think you're right: none of us would disapprove of whatever decision you made. If it feels right to you, for the cat, then it is.
As for soft-heartedness/-headedness, maybe this is the best route. You have a little time before your parents get back to find out for sure how he gets on with injections. Maybe that will make things clearer. I hope so.
Sounds like you made the best decision for now. By the time your mum gets back you'll have some idea what diference the insulin is making and can plan further ahead from there.
My catching up with LJ hit a glitch yesterday when Rocket decided to start colicing after his owner had gone home. I managed to call her back, and he's fine again, but it did cut down on my spare time.
Sounds to me like the best outcome for now. If his quality of life does improve with the insulin injections, it will allow you/your mum to make more informed decisions and see if its feasible for her to learn to do the injections. Soft heartedness is not a negative trait, and if it doesn't improve his quality of life then difficult decisions might have to be taken, but at least you've tried. I think you're being brilliant about it. Shame about your coat though!
Good luck, hope things go ok with the injections.