Best thing you can do is just be there with her.She's in so much pain. I don't know what to do. I took her to the vet again yesterday. She can't walk at all. She tries to get up sometimes and immediately collapses. She peed herself on the way to the vet yesterday and hasn't used the bathroom since. I fed her with a syringe this morning. I tried to help her get to the litter box, but I just made things worse. I put her back on the bed with pads underneath her. She tried just now to get up to try to get to the box, but didn't even make it to the edge of the bed. They took blood yesterday at the vet to screen for FIP and whatever else, but it could be a few days before the results come back and before treatment can start if the panels even come back showing anything on them. I'm so tired. I don't know what to do. They couldn't give her any more pain meds than what she's already on and they're not helping at all.
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We are no stranger to big animal expenses. 6k last year on a dog with rare fungal thing. 5k a decade ago on a young shepherd. Many smaller 1k surgeries. So no stranger to paying out.Called the vet and explained the situation from this morning. Some of the tests had come back, but nothing showed anything that could give an answer. The options at this point were try to take her over an hour away to a specialist ER and see if they can figure out what's going on or let her go. The vet called ahead to the ER to go over everything with them and see what their course of action would be if I brought her in. At the minimum, she'd go under $5-6k worth of tests for something that both vets have referred to as "a mystery." There's no guarantee they're going to find out what's wrong, most likely they'll have to hospitalize her, which means there's a chance she just passes while I'm not even there and I'd never forgive myself. Not to mention, all the pain and stress she'll be under just getting her into her carrier, driving her all the way out there, going through all the tests. I hate thinking this way, but I've already spent about $2k on her just this year with the issues she's been having, from the cold, to the broken tooth, then the uveitis, now this. Between the divorce and the job loss last year, I'm already struggling financially. If they knew what was going on and said, hey it's $5k to fix, then fine, I'll figure it out somehow. Shit, I'd even put my worthless tits on here if I had to. But I don't know if I can afford to throw thousands of dollars are possibly still have no idea what's going on, or whatever treatment costs if they do figure it out. And in the meantime, she's still going to be in all this pain. I don't know what the right thing to do is.

Sucks about the pet =/ Coworker just lost her dog a few days ago that I was really fond of and played with and even had sleep near me a few times. Wish I had gone back to see it a few more times before it passed.Shit, I'd even put my worthless tits on here if I had to.



I'm sorry, Koushirou.The steroids gave her some relief, and at least bought some time. But the last test came in tonight for the toxoplasmosis. It was negative as well, so we still don’t know what’s wrong with her. So it’s time. We’re going to say goodbye to her tomorrow.
The steroids gave her some relief, and at least bought some time. But the last test came in tonight for the toxoplasmosis. It was negative as well, so we still don’t know what’s wrong with her. So it’s time. We’re going to say goodbye to her tomorrow.
We've all been there. You don't know us, we don't know you, but this forum can still show support and understanding if you need it.The steroids gave her some relief, and at least bought some time. But the last test came in tonight for the toxoplasmosis. It was negative as well, so we still don’t know what’s wrong with her. So it’s time. We’re going to say goodbye to her tomorrow.
Sorry to hear that , it fucking sucks.The steroids gave her some relief, and at least bought some time. But the last test came in tonight for the toxoplasmosis. It was negative as well, so we still don’t know what’s wrong with her. So it’s time. We’re going to say goodbye to her tomorrow.
I'm sorry, it certainly is one of those things that makes you debate if having fur babies is even worth the heartache at the end. I think I said in this thread a month or so ago we lost 2 dogs in one day that we've had pretty much the whole time we have been together. Real staples in our lives for 12 years. And more than cats, I do think dogs have so many unique personalities and it's tough hole to fill finding one that has the same quirks. With a whole farm of animals I care about and 7 dogs, it's really starting to suck because I have some kind of loss every year now. Hell sometimes think ditch them all and go back to saltwater fish, but I was pretty upset when losing bigger 2lb fish that also seemed to get to know you.The steroids gave her some relief, and at least bought some time. But the last test came in tonight for the toxoplasmosis. It was negative as well, so we still don’t know what’s wrong with her. So it’s time. We’re going to say goodbye to her tomorrow.



take this here e-hug. Sorry and I truly understand. The cat we have I didn't want but got tired of arguing with my wife. The cat 100% bonded to me. This morning when I woke up, the cat was sitting by the bed waiting for me. It's my first cat too and I know the day you are having now is coming for me. Unfortunately it's part of life.It's going to be really hard coming home and opening the door and not having Sansa be there brushing up against everything. I'd only been at my job for a little bit, but my coworkers already all knew her and loved her when she would show up on camera during the dev weekly on Thursday tapping me on the shoulder when the meeting went on too long. Sometimes, she would just reach for my face and try to pull me in because she wanted to give kisses. When we'd go to sleep, before she got herself comfy, she'd always come over to me first and give me a sniff and a lick before she curled up herself. She had so much foof, she'd use it like a squid as a defense mechanism and whenever Arya was being an ass would eject a cloud of poof as she escaped. She had the most glorious bush of a tail, though she did use it as a poop brush on more than one occasion. And probably the derpiest thing I watched her do was when I brought her home a new springy stick toy; she ran around with this thing all over the apartment carrying it around in her mouth, then just suddenly stopped, ran over to her litter box, dropped the toy in, and then took a massive shit right on top of it and buried it.
Even in the end here when she was in so much pain, she never swatted at anyone, she never tried to bite anyone. Every vet that ever met her said she was beautiful and one of the sweetest cats they'd ever met (yeah, I'm sure they say this for everyone, but I'm taking it anyway). She was an absolute sweetheart. She loved everyone who came in the door. She's the first cat I've ever had and goddamn, did I hit the fucking jackpot. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect cat. I'm so fucking lucky I got to spend 10 years with her. I've lost Bruce, I even lost the stray I was taking care of for some months outside, and now Sansa. We were able to bring Arya in to say goodbye, as well. I hope this helps her; she was a mess after Bruce left. Hopefully, she was able to understand a little bit.
Goodbye, sweet Sansa.
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