October 4, 2007

  • This afternoon I took a Lorazepam and went to bed. I slept until 4PM, and called the vet's office again. They said he had no improvement. Gilly called shortly after and we decided to go visit with him and wait there until the vet could speak with us. We knew it was time to let him go, and we just had to confirm this with the vet.

    She was in with another cat when we arrived, so we went in to visit Zazu. As we entered the boarding room, we noticed he was standing in his litter box, straining. When he was finished we eagerly looked, and yelped with joy when we found pee - lots of it! The nurse took the box and left him a new one, and ran to tell the vet. She said the vet smiled when she heard the news. Gilly and I hugged and petted Zazu, crying with relief. We took photos and kept telling him what a good boy he is. After being held for a while he struggled and growled in discomfort, so I put him back in the cage. He promptly jumped into the box and had another pee. This is fantastic!

    Eventually the vet was able to come in and speak with us, and said that she'd push lots more fluids now and make him pee as much as possible to flush out the urea and potassium buildup. He also needs to have his potassium monitored for a while as it could dip too low, but in a day or two he'll level out and can come home.

    Gilly and I are both tremendously relieved. We're not even worrying too much about the vet bills, as I asked about paying in instalments and was told something could be arranged.

    Thank God for a miracle finally coming to us after all the heartbreak!