As much as I've always been a dog person, it's no secret that Soth is my heart. He's the first pet I got after moving out on my own. He's the first thing I've been responsible for besides myself. He's the pet that rushes to meet me at the door when I come home (although Barley would if she could figure out how to open her crate).
Since Thanksgiving, my sweet boy has had no break from his FLUTD and it's been breaking my heart. He's been urinating outside of the litter box and we had to bring back the third litter box we'd been able to put away back in the early fall. There's been a lot of blood, and often crystals, in his urine. But there's not much that can be done for him when these episodes occur.
He used to get regular pain medicine when he'd have an episode because he cried all the time and he strained in the litter box. Then he started handling the episodes better or they quit getting as bad, so we took two years off of pain medicine.
Then last week as I was getting ready for bed, he squatted over a pile of junk mail I needed to sort through and when I went to herd him over towards his litter box, I noticed he was straining and it took a long time for him to produce any urine. I was so afraid we were going to have to make a middle of the night trip to the ER vet, but I checked on him several times throughout the night and he seemed fine. I watched him all day the next day and finally decided I should ask our vet for a refill on his pains meds.
|If I hide under the dresser and look adorable, you can't give me medicine.|
He's got a week left of his pain meds and then we'll have just a couple weeks left before he goes in for his annual check up when we'll talk to the vet about options for continuing to help his bladder heal from the months of irritation.
I'm suffering from kitty mommy guilt for not calling in a refill sooner. I knew that he'd been having a much longer episode than he'd ever had before, but he wasn't acting like he was in pain, so it didn't even cross my mind that he might benefit from some pain meds until things got really bad. If you could all send some love, prayers, or positive vibes out into the universe for my little man cat, we'd both appreciate all the good thoughts we can get!