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E_Berwick
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- Dec 8, 2020
- 11
Hi all,
I figured one year after creating my account here I'd finally drop in and say hello, but also wanted to reach out to a community I know will understand me, given my time here. And I need a place to get this all out instead of bottling it all up.
My cat, which I adopted 17 years ago almost exactly to the date, has had a variety of issues crop up since late October of this year, all starting with a bloody sneeze. This went away after a couple of days but additional symptoms gave rise and persisted, while others went away over the next couple of months.
Over the last 7-10 days, she has been having increasing breathing difficulties, which is affecting her sleep, eating, and happiness. I can help her with it if I insert a finger between her teeth, then her mouth opens-up and she takes a big inhale and seems relieved. But obviously not a solution.
Based on the insane amount of digging I had to do online, she has what I assume is 'nasopharyngeal stenosis' (snorting/snoring sound while awake, slurping noises present when using her tongue), but I am not very willing to have her back in for more carrier-rides, tests, pokes, technician handling, and stress.
The shitty part is that she is in otherwise great health for her age; she gets around very well and is alert, her vital organs are okay, her blood-work is great, kidneys are still doing mostly okay, and urinalysis came back unremarkable. But she has other conditions and issues as well, and to treat the immediate issue would probably require an ER visit with surgery and recovery. And what would that look like, with recovery?
I've always been able to help her through anything. I would love to come to a definitive diagnosis to have an answer, but it wouldn't be fair to her. Do I 'wait and see' if this somehow passes? I'm guessing it won't, given that things have escalated as they have, without getting any better.
I am questioning myself whether I'm strong enough for this or not. And at what point does trying to continue treatment become ridiculous? And then to what end? To delay the inevitable? I feel like it would be kicking the can down the road.
I knew this day was coming, I've dreaded it since she was 8 years old when I first began thinking about what it will be like to let her go. Back then I was cocky about it, like, I knew it would be a big deal for sure, but not so bad if you're well-prepared for it. Well that was 9 years ago during which time she and I developed a very strong bond; she's my 'ride or die'. Many so-called 'friends' have come and gone, relationships born and died, family members became distant and estranged. But she is my rock, my only constant in life. The one thing that's always there for me, waiting for me to come home, who doesn't ask for much.
I am absolutely terrified of having to go through this, I've never lost anything this close to me, ever. Worse yet is I live alone - she is all I have. She is the reason I get up every day.
I have a history of suicidal ideation, but last year I became quite serious about it which why I created this account. My method is determined and I have the supplies on hand. I promised my cat that I wouldn't leave this place without first seeing her to the other side. No way would I ever leave her like that.
I keep trying to remind myself that I'm doing the most compassionate and selfless thing, but it's hard. Especially when I keep second-guessing further treatment options. I think that's the bargaining and denial phase of grief. I find myself wondering if I should call to reschedule for tomorrow instead, to give us another day together? But then that's another day of her suffering...
I cannot envision a future without my little girl. She and I always have each other during the holidays, but this was absolutely the worst Christmas I've ever spent. NYE is going to be even worse. I feel like my chances of suicide will be a foregone conclusion after this. I am utterly broken right now and don't know what to do.
I figured one year after creating my account here I'd finally drop in and say hello, but also wanted to reach out to a community I know will understand me, given my time here. And I need a place to get this all out instead of bottling it all up.
My cat, which I adopted 17 years ago almost exactly to the date, has had a variety of issues crop up since late October of this year, all starting with a bloody sneeze. This went away after a couple of days but additional symptoms gave rise and persisted, while others went away over the next couple of months.
Over the last 7-10 days, she has been having increasing breathing difficulties, which is affecting her sleep, eating, and happiness. I can help her with it if I insert a finger between her teeth, then her mouth opens-up and she takes a big inhale and seems relieved. But obviously not a solution.
Based on the insane amount of digging I had to do online, she has what I assume is 'nasopharyngeal stenosis' (snorting/snoring sound while awake, slurping noises present when using her tongue), but I am not very willing to have her back in for more carrier-rides, tests, pokes, technician handling, and stress.
The shitty part is that she is in otherwise great health for her age; she gets around very well and is alert, her vital organs are okay, her blood-work is great, kidneys are still doing mostly okay, and urinalysis came back unremarkable. But she has other conditions and issues as well, and to treat the immediate issue would probably require an ER visit with surgery and recovery. And what would that look like, with recovery?
I've always been able to help her through anything. I would love to come to a definitive diagnosis to have an answer, but it wouldn't be fair to her. Do I 'wait and see' if this somehow passes? I'm guessing it won't, given that things have escalated as they have, without getting any better.
I am questioning myself whether I'm strong enough for this or not. And at what point does trying to continue treatment become ridiculous? And then to what end? To delay the inevitable? I feel like it would be kicking the can down the road.
I knew this day was coming, I've dreaded it since she was 8 years old when I first began thinking about what it will be like to let her go. Back then I was cocky about it, like, I knew it would be a big deal for sure, but not so bad if you're well-prepared for it. Well that was 9 years ago during which time she and I developed a very strong bond; she's my 'ride or die'. Many so-called 'friends' have come and gone, relationships born and died, family members became distant and estranged. But she is my rock, my only constant in life. The one thing that's always there for me, waiting for me to come home, who doesn't ask for much.
I am absolutely terrified of having to go through this, I've never lost anything this close to me, ever. Worse yet is I live alone - she is all I have. She is the reason I get up every day.
I have a history of suicidal ideation, but last year I became quite serious about it which why I created this account. My method is determined and I have the supplies on hand. I promised my cat that I wouldn't leave this place without first seeing her to the other side. No way would I ever leave her like that.
I keep trying to remind myself that I'm doing the most compassionate and selfless thing, but it's hard. Especially when I keep second-guessing further treatment options. I think that's the bargaining and denial phase of grief. I find myself wondering if I should call to reschedule for tomorrow instead, to give us another day together? But then that's another day of her suffering...
I cannot envision a future without my little girl. She and I always have each other during the holidays, but this was absolutely the worst Christmas I've ever spent. NYE is going to be even worse. I feel like my chances of suicide will be a foregone conclusion after this. I am utterly broken right now and don't know what to do.