|Purred: Sat Oct 9, '10 4:35pm PST |
|Mommy helped me to the bridge today. It was very hard for her but it was harder for her to watch me get so sick so fast. I hadn't been feeling well for about a week. I had a lot of health problems that mommy nursed me through since she took me in as a foster a year and a half ago. But recently my auto immune system started acting up. My gums got inflamed even though my teeth were good and the vet told mommy that I was allergic to my own tooth enamel. Mom upped my allergic medicine dosage and that helped for a while. But they seemed to be bothering me again last week. Back to the vet and more allergy meds. Then I stopped eating my normal portions. Anyone who knows me knows that I love my food so mom was pretty concerned. Back to the vet. She took blood and gave me an antibiotic shot 'cause she could see I didn't feel well and thought I had a little bug.
While we were waiting for the antibiotic to start working I started eating less and less and looking more and more uncomfortable. Mom was tireless in making me special things to eat each day so I always had something in my tummy but I was barely interested. We went back to the vet on Friday because by then the antibiotic should have been making me feel better. The vet took an xray and took mom into a quiet room to tell her some bad news. There was fluid in my abdominal cavity. The vet thought I might have cancer so she wanted to draw some fluid to send to the lab. But when she did, we got even more bad news. The vet said that the color and texture of the fluid told her I had FIP. She was sending it to the lab, but as some of you know, since there's no definitive FIP test, it probably wouldn't tell us much.
The vet told mom to take me home and keep an eye on me but I think mom knew I was mostly coming home to say goodbye. I had some pain meds but I was obviously uncomfortable. I've always been on a special diet because of my allergies but last night mom opened a can of Fancy Feast for me. My eyes got real big and I dove right in. That gave mom some hope that maybe the vet was wrong.
But I didn't sleep well last night. I was in bed with mom but I didn't want to snuggle like I usually do, and I was kind of hunched like I was in pain all night even though mom gave me medicine. That look continued into the morning - I didn't want to walk around and I even moved away from all the food mom brought in to try to tempt me. When I stopped purring when mom rubbed my head and my eyes looked bad mom called the vet again.
Although FIP is very difficult to diagnose, the vet said that I had so many symptoms that there was just no doubt. Mom couldn't bear to watch me in pain anymore so she brought me in and held me in her arms while I went to the bridge.
I know it was very hard for mommy but she said I was such a good kitty and brought so much joy to her life that the least she could do was make sure I didn't suffer long. My illness was so unexpected and so fast that she's still in shock. But I know that my friends Bill, Alex, Felix, Ava Corrine, Misha and so many more are waiting for me at the bridge with open arms. And I have a feeling there's a whole lot of Fancy Feast up there too!
Besides mom, I'm going to miss my brother BK the most. He and I were best friends since the day I arrived at his house. I think he may have a hard time this week and I know mom's worried that he may get sick too. I know I'll be ok, but I'd love if my furfriends sent some extra purrs to mom and BK this week. Living with them was where I was meant to be and although I'm sad to go, I had an amazing life.
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