A Trip to the Emergency Vet
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Last night I went to bed early, around 7:15pm, woke up briefly at 10:30pm and noticed that my 15 year old cat, Timmy, was curled up beside me, sleeping and purring. Then I woke up around 12:25am to him having a seizure; it was so scary, and quite a violent one. I picked him and held up and tried to comfort him, it was probably less than 3 minutes but it felt a lot longer than that. He also lost control of his bladder during the seizure, but at the time, I didn't care if he was peeing all over me or the bed; I really thought at that moment I was losing him.
After it was done, he just cried. I called Penny, then I tried calling my vet, and other vets around town, but there was no one available for after hours, so we ended up to driving to an emergency vet about an hour away.
He was stable when they checked him over there, and his vital signs were good. They had to keep him at least overnight, and they did let me go back to see him before we left. We got back into town around 5:30am.
I talked on the phone with the vet this morning; she wants to observe him a while longer, so I won't be picking him up til 1pm tomorrow. The good news is, so far he has had no more seizures, his neuro exam and reflexes were normal, and he can see. We still don't know what is wrong, but I was told that seizures in cats his age can mean a brain tumor.
The hard part of all this is that I cannot afford all the tests that he would need; my bill is already going to be over $3000, and an ultrasound would be at least $1000, and a CT scan would be $2000. I've given the ok for more blood work, but I cannot afford much more, and that makes me feel like such a low person, having to make decisions about my cat's life based on money. But they do not bill; if it was something I could pay off in time, that would different, but I cannot even afford to put much more on a credit card. And looking at quality of life, I don't want to put him through a bunch of test only to find out he will have a poor prognosis; that is not something I would even want done on myself. Having terminal cancer myself, I want to spare him the misery I've had to live with.
He was fine before all this started last night, I had no warning signs at all that anything was wrong with him. The vet will be calling me back this afternoon with the rest of his test results.