Benny was awfully inert this morning, but didn't seem to be in distress,
so I went in to work for my designated frontline shift until 13:00, and
then went home to meet up with Marith and take Benny to the vet.
We didn't have an appointment, but the vet-tech was able to look at
Benny fairly quickly, and went "OMG THIS CAT IS SO SICK!" In a
professional manner, of course, but there was summoning of vets and rushing to the treatment
room and IVs and hot-water bottles (because Benny's core temp was about
ten °F low) and general alarm. They whisked Benny into the ICU to be
hydrated and warmed while waiting for test results to come back and
shooed Marith and I away.
A couple of hours later I got a call from the vet (Dr Nakamura, I think)
saying that Benny was a little warmer inside, although still quite sick,
and his problem seemed to be that he had a lot of broken-down red blood
cells, which could be either an easily-treated parasitic infection, or some
sort of autoimmune disorder. He had already started treatment for the
parasites, and the easiest way to find out which it was would be to wait
and see if Benny got better right away.
A couple of hours after that, I got a call saying that Benny had gone
into arrest and they hadn't been able to rescusitate him.
Of course they were too nice to say it, but if I had been competent
enough to take Benny in when he was first going off his feed instead of
waiting until he was nearly dead, he'd probably be fine now. Not that
there was a lot of doubt about my being the worst cat-dad ever.
2006 -- 25th October 2007
With Us Too Short A Time
Writing: FAILURE, as with everything else.
cats by cat (Fri Oct 26 10:25:31 2007)
*many hugs* NOOOO, so not a bad cat-dad. Really. I should tell you about the time i thought i killed Cinders through failure-to-take-to-the-vet-on-time. I got really lucky and she was okay ("just" diabetes and a urinary tract infection), but, yeah, intense guilt. hugs We just do the best we can, which isn't perfect, but way better than most humans are capable of.
Not by marith (Fri Oct 26 10:29:58 2007)
Not, not, not. I know you don't believe it, but it's true. Bad things happen. There are no perfect parents, no matter how much they love and want to protect. Only people who make mistakes and get lucky, or don't, and keep trying.