Back From The Vet

[eumelia]

Wish, my cat, has asthma.

I headed out at around half past eight this morning to get a vet from the clinic to help me take him there.

The poor boy was having a nap when I brought him downstairs to the waiting cage. It wasn't that terrible, he weed on me, but that's to be expected - the old man was utterly stressed out.

Once the vet gave him a shot to drowse him, he made noises reminiscent of Darth Vader, wheezing and gurgling. He sounded like an old man with emphysema. Once we arrived and the head of the clinic took a look at him and pronounced him "Very bad shape."

Cue the tears.

So there I was, sitting in the waiting room, crying my eyes out, under the impression that my cat is all but dead on his feet.

I called my brother, who is the only other sibling who loves the cat because he was living at home when Wish came to live with us (my older sisters were already out on their own, so they have no special feeling towards Wish). I called my brother, and he rushed over from work and sat with me for half an hour, and I'm really happy he did.

At around half past 10 the head vet came out to let us know that Wish is in the oxygen saturation chamber and that we should be able to take him home soon. They also gave me a prescription for the asthma, all of which he should be able to take with his daily wet food snack.

So we waited and the vet said his breathing was still bad so he wanted to keep him in for a few more hours.

And here we are. My cat is still at the vet and I'm still crying my eyes out, because this is the longest he's been our of the house since he was fixed as an older kitten, over 14 years ago.

My parents are abroad and my brother couldn't stay and now I don't know what to think about it all.

Comments

[lilacsigil]

It's so stressful to take a cat to the vet, when they're sick and miserable and you can't explain that it will help them feel better. I hope that Wish is feeling a lot better soon and you can give him a hug and take him home soon. *hugs for you and Wish from me and my cats*

[eumelia]

*hugs* thank you. I'm so worried.

[st_aurafina]

Poor kitty! *hugs you both* He's probably much more comfortable with some oxygen in his system - I hope you get to bring him home soon.

I remember when we had to leave my guy, my big silver guy who loves me so much, at the vet when he had gastritis - it was heart wrenching, but he was so much better for having been there, and five minutes after we brought him home, he had settled in and completely forgotten.

*hugs you again*

[eumelia]

I really hope I can pick him up soon. I won't have the car for much longer and then when I get it back it'll be late evening and I just want him back already :(

*hugs*

Thank you.

[heavenscalyx]

Oh, older cats are such worrying little beasts. I'm so sorry you're coping with Wish's asthma diagnosis, but I'm glad your brother could come sit with you for a while. All sorts of good thoughts your way and Wish's.

(My 15-year-old cat goes "Moww" over my shoulder. Either he's being kind or he's bitching at me for forgetting to give him his reflux med and his Prozac last night. :) )

[eumelia]

Thank you!

The vet still hasn't called me back :(

I don't know what that means.

[ajnabieh]

Poor kitty. One of my girls has mild asthma (she's never needed hospitalization) and one of our previous kitties had to spend a lot of time in a breathing tent while he was ill, so I can sympathize with your anxiety. I hope he feels better soon, and that you can take a deep breath.

[eumelia]

He's finally back home and yeah, I've been anxious the whole day. OMG.

[green_knight]

I'm glad he's home - wishing him all the best!