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cimoreneI've been so worried about him that I have found it difficult to plan, concentrate, or do things for months now... but now in the last week I'm struggling with the realization or idea that I have nonetheless been mentally avoiding it because it's scary.
You can't avoid dealing with your pets'health problems because they're scary, self! The pets are helpless and counting on us to help them, and I'm starting to think that it was really perfectly obvious that his symptoms were worsening for the last couple of months and I should have pursued it then.
I guess it seemed like his status was rather stable to me at the time: low weight, constant discomfort, frequent diarrhea and infrequent vomiting, the latter caused, or so I thought, explicitly by blood sugar fluctuating too fast. But looking back, I think it's been getting worse and I think maybe it was already bad enough to get more help immediately the last time we came back from the vet?
So he now has an abdominal ultrasound scheduled in two days, Thursday. Because I read the last email from his regular diabetes vet the day before yesterday and discovered that somehow I hadn't read it before! I THINK what happened was that she recommended not adjusting the insulin dose or changing the food anymore the last message before THAT, and it upset me bc I was expecting her to say he needed an elimination diet or something like that for what I suspected might be IBS. I felt like she wasn't on my side, somehow, but I don't distrust her expertise in diabetes, so I just sort of got confused.
I answered that message to repeat my concerns about his digestive issues and how much nutrients he was getting - not much obviously since he couldn't gain weight! Worms were suspected and eliminated as a cause! And then I felt embarrassed in case I was too confrontational, when really, I'm very grateful for how nice and helpful she's always been. So I was afraid to open her response alone, and I told Wax once or twice tops that I needed her to read it with me... but Wax was at work, we were cat divorced and exhausted bc vacation hadn't started and then the bunny emergency started.
That began over a week of terror that the bunny was going to die, and I think we both forgot the mail in there: Wax forgot it existed and I forgot we had not actually read it and was vaguely assuming it just said the same stuff again (no change in diet or dose).
But it didn't! It recommended an abdominal ultrasound. So once I found it we booked one.
But now that Wax has been working and I've been focusing more on him, I am feeling strongly that it's getting worse; and I'm eaten up with worry and also guilt because I keep getting irritable, because when he's hungry and in pain he's very instistent about demanding my help and there's nothing I can do to help, so I am spending hours a day hounded my him climbing on me, biting gently, poking me in the face, licking and clawing my hair, yelling repeatedly in my ear, and following me around trying to destroy, stand on, or knock over everything in the room (because it gets my attention).
Additional: with all the diarrhea we're going through litter at a terrible speed, and our curbside can is over full and smells HORRIBLE constantly. Our Ukrainian refugee tenants have to use it too! One more thing to cope with. I guess I need to take my methylphenidate every day (nearly) even though I'm on vacation (another two weeks).
You can't avoid dealing with your pets'health problems because they're scary, self! The pets are helpless and counting on us to help them, and I'm starting to think that it was really perfectly obvious that his symptoms were worsening for the last couple of months and I should have pursued it then.
I guess it seemed like his status was rather stable to me at the time: low weight, constant discomfort, frequent diarrhea and infrequent vomiting, the latter caused, or so I thought, explicitly by blood sugar fluctuating too fast. But looking back, I think it's been getting worse and I think maybe it was already bad enough to get more help immediately the last time we came back from the vet?
So he now has an abdominal ultrasound scheduled in two days, Thursday. Because I read the last email from his regular diabetes vet the day before yesterday and discovered that somehow I hadn't read it before! I THINK what happened was that she recommended not adjusting the insulin dose or changing the food anymore the last message before THAT, and it upset me bc I was expecting her to say he needed an elimination diet or something like that for what I suspected might be IBS. I felt like she wasn't on my side, somehow, but I don't distrust her expertise in diabetes, so I just sort of got confused.
I answered that message to repeat my concerns about his digestive issues and how much nutrients he was getting - not much obviously since he couldn't gain weight! Worms were suspected and eliminated as a cause! And then I felt embarrassed in case I was too confrontational, when really, I'm very grateful for how nice and helpful she's always been. So I was afraid to open her response alone, and I told Wax once or twice tops that I needed her to read it with me... but Wax was at work, we were cat divorced and exhausted bc vacation hadn't started and then the bunny emergency started.
That began over a week of terror that the bunny was going to die, and I think we both forgot the mail in there: Wax forgot it existed and I forgot we had not actually read it and was vaguely assuming it just said the same stuff again (no change in diet or dose).
But it didn't! It recommended an abdominal ultrasound. So once I found it we booked one.
But now that Wax has been working and I've been focusing more on him, I am feeling strongly that it's getting worse; and I'm eaten up with worry and also guilt because I keep getting irritable, because when he's hungry and in pain he's very instistent about demanding my help and there's nothing I can do to help, so I am spending hours a day hounded my him climbing on me, biting gently, poking me in the face, licking and clawing my hair, yelling repeatedly in my ear, and following me around trying to destroy, stand on, or knock over everything in the room (because it gets my attention).
Additional: with all the diarrhea we're going through litter at a terrible speed, and our curbside can is over full and smells HORRIBLE constantly. Our Ukrainian refugee tenants have to use it too! One more thing to cope with. I guess I need to take my methylphenidate every day (nearly) even though I'm on vacation (another two weeks).
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