I found out yesterday my tomcat has diabetes. I remember as a child there was a lady in church who periodically used to eat candy. I found out she had diabetes. I always wished when I grew up I could get it so I could eat candy. The things we don't know as kids.
His blood sugar was 450 yesterday, he had been throwing up and straining to poop. He had also lost some weight but I was trying hard to get his weight off as he was at 22 pounds in September, he is a very large tom but still did not think he should have lost 5 pounds already, well it wasn't me.
Yesterday I learned how to fill the syringe and give him his shots. He never whimpered or probably felt it, which is good cos if he freaks out I will freak out too. (All the more reason I need to retire to take care of my "kids."
So today I go get insulin and needles so I can give him two shots a day. He gets some new food and I have to find a way to keep him away from the dry food the girls eat. (Note to self never have 4 cats again especially when they all need different food). He is not eating this morning nor do I think he got all his poop out cos they gave him 2 enemas so we will probably be back to the vet again today.
I have to say I am a little shell shocked this morning and will need to find out what this is all about later. But for now I need coffee and then head to Walmart to get his meds and try to get him better. I do have pet insurance so will have to see how much they pay and thank goodness pets aren't covered under Obamacare.
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