Mr. Fez's Memoirs

No surgery...

Well, not the best news to report. Even with getting treats afterwards, I was NOT getting used to my eye drops. If anything I kept getting worse about it, the drops do sting. It took Mom and Dad both to do it, and they had to put me in a klaw kontrol bag to do it. I would meow and cry and last night I got so worked up, I urinated on myself in the bag and had to have a partial bath.

Mom called and talked to one of the Opthalmologists in Madison today. The doctor said to stop the flurbifen eye drops since there was no inflammation in my eyes and getting that stressed could trigger a herpes flair-up (in which case they wouldn't be able to do anything with me anyway). So, right now it looks like I won't be able to have cataract surgery since I am not accepting treatment and care that I would need pre and post-op. The doctor was very nice and said no one failed, we tried our best, but some animals you just can't treat. Mom is feeling a little frustrated and disappointed right now as she had really hoped I could have surgery to improve my vision, but it's not working out. We will still keep our appointment in August and see how my eyes are doing. They were going to do some research too and see if there are any other options for medication for me. The doctor said the only other one she could think of off the top of her head was a steroid which is not an option for me with my history of herpes.

Mom also expressed some concern about potential complications down the road as eyes with cataracts can become inflammed or develop glaucoma - would I accept treatment for that if that happened? There's no way to tell, we'll cross that bridge if we come to it...