Friday, March 15, 2013

We don't come back from time.

It's obviously been a few months since I've last posted.  As I mentioned, I was in Ireland for a few weeks for school.  My family took care of Seamus while I was gone.  I worried about him all the time.  Especially when I got the news that his creatinine levels were back up.  The vet suggested we give him 150ml of fluids as opposed to the 100ml we had been giving him.  But the poor guy leaks.  They told us we could cut back to one Tumil-K a day, so that's good.

When I got back, in late January, I took Seamus in.  He's lost about a pound since November.  Not bad - could be worse.  His creatinine levels are back up again though.  The vet has him on a medication that I already can't remember the name of. It's to help his increasing phosphorous levels.  And then.

The dreaded Procrit.

He isn't making as many red blood cells anymore and we're afraid he will become anemic.  The vet said his body will build up antibodies to the Procrit within a few months and it won't work anymore.  At that point, I guess, the only option is blood transfusions.

I've tried not to think about the future.  I've been trying to just focus on the now and snuggling up with Seamus (when he lets me) and just letting him be my good boy instead of my sick boy.  The vet used the phrase "at the end of the disease" and I'm not sure what that means.  I'm not sure if that means he's going to die soon or if we're in the absolute worst stages.

I don't know what will happen if he needs a transfusion and my broke ass can't afford it.  My parents have made it painfully clear that they don't support me financially when it comes to my pets.  I sometimes wonder if I'm the one that invests too much in my boys.  It's not like I'd keep Seamus alive if he's in pain or struggling for breath.  But when are you supposed to take the responsibility and decide how much longer they get to live?

So yeah. That's why I try not to think about the future because the future is soon. The future is next month's vet visit when he's still not better. Because, ya know, it's impossible for him to get better. I can only imagine there will be more vet visits ending in tears in the near future.