Not without worry

So Lekso turned one year’s old the last week of March

We celebrated it by rushing him to the hospital and to the vet

6 weeks ago we took him to the vet because he continues to vomit and even though they say its inflammatory bowel disease, he’ll be on these meds for the rest of his life, we wanted to be sure

So $400 down and now 6 weeks later he’s still vomiting, so much so that he was so dehydrated that he was having little seizures

Of course Mar was worthless in this whole affair, she had called and said, Mom, something’s wrong with Lekso.  Well, take him to the vet, I can’t do much here at work.  Her typical response was whining that she didn’t know where the vet was, how to get there, the usual

He seemed fine last week, after getting fluids and spending the night at the ER as well as being boarded the next day. 

And as per my luck, he vomited so much this weekend that we had to grab the really nice neighbor that’s a vet tech to give him fluids sub-q (under the skin)

I spoke to a friend of mine about this on Saturday, as I sat home by myself, enjoying the silence for a change.  I mentioned how I felt about losing Tabasco and how it was my karma to deal with a sick cat again.  I worry that I am not doing enough I told her and I got upset because I just dropped close to $500 on him in the last few days

She calmed my worry a little by saying that even if I don’t take him to the vet, and do the best that I can, that I am not failing him.  I am giving him a loving, caring home and sometimes it is what it is.

Mar and I went to Santa Cruz yesterday and we talked about it as well.  Its hard, we want to do the right things for him, however we just don’t have the money to do all sorts of heroic things to figure it out completely

I have a call into the doctor, so we’ll see what happens, if they put him on different meds.  I can only do what they say at this point and keep hoping that he’s going to stabilize