We are back home from vacation, such as it was. It was a tiring experience, camping in damp conditions.
There were highs and lows to the trip and it will take maybe more than one post for it all, but right now I don't feel like posting. You see, when we arrived home Last night, Newman was showing signs of respiratory distress which meant a late night trip to a 24 hour veterinary hospital. A trip he didn't come home from.
His lungs and the area in his chest where the lungs are was filling with fluid due to some sort of cardio episode. Lacking thousands of dollars to pursue treatment ( over a thousand dollars for overnight hospitalization and an examination by the cardiologist...then would come treatment and its costs), I had to let him go. It was sickening. Horrifying. Debilitating. My Newnie-Noo gone because I am not independantly wealthy. It was like a nightmare. You know the kind...where people are talking but suddenly you can't understand what they are saying? I mean...here I was at the vet because maybe my cat had a cold? Pneumonia? Give him some antibiotics and home we'll go! Only THAT wasn't what this lovely woman was telling me. She was telling me my furbaby was dying because his lungs and heart weren't functioning properly and that perhaps I should say goodbye. WTF? I had to keep getting her to repeat herself and asked the same questions over and over..yes like one of those stupid people because I was not comprehending what was going on.
Now to be fair to the vet and myself, it was somewhat recommended to take this route. Best case scenario would have him seen by the cardio guy, cured and live a long healthy happy life. That wasn't the prognosis though. Given his young age for this to happen, it was possible and maybe probable that even with treatment and lifelong medication he would not live a long healthy life and he would most likely suffer relapses. It was deemed that euthanasia was going to be the only road I could take.
Anyways, bear with us as we sort through our grief and of all the insane ideas ever, visit Newman's breeder this weekend. Its only been the first day and our home is so empty. Hman is feeling particularly bereft and wants this so I am going along with it. Newman's breeder was so shocked and sad by my news and has offered an older cat or kitten to help us in our sadness. We shall see.
More another time with better spirits and lots of news.