After work on Friday I met Julie and Robert at Pick Up Stix for some dinner. We went to their new house later with full stomachs and I got a nice tour of the place. Love it! Then off to Mama Java’s for some poetry, I met some poet friends of Julie’s who were very nice. I was ready for bed when I got home, but decided to wash the dishes and clean the cat litter. The furs were underfoot and meowing for food. They are not happy with their rationed separate food bowls placed far away from each other and tell me so every time I step in the kitchen.
I took Bash to the vet earlier in the week on Wednesday and the vet reported that his blood sugar was low. I lowered his insulin dose one unit and scheduled a follow up check in a week. I’d been keeping an eye on him since and noticed as I was about to go to bed that his whiskers were twitching.
I grabbed my glucose checker and his reading as 28, normal levels should be between 100 & 125. I poured some dry food into his bowl and he immediately started eating it. As he was eating it his back legs started to fail and he was slipping and could not stand correctly. I took Karo syrup and put it on his gums, but he was struggling to stand and looked so pitiful. I was on the phone with the emergency vet during this and they said to bring him in.
I grabbed Bash and put him in his carrier, called Jessi and drove to the vet. They took him right to the back of the office and put an IV in his arm to administer glucose into his system. Jessi arrived at the vet to sit with me around midnight.
The glucose IV restored his leg function and stopped the twitching. I left him overnight for observation. Even with the unit reduction he was getting too much insulin. This can be good in the long run because the insulin and diet are working. Best case would be that he will eventually not need insulin. The quick change happened when I stopped feeding him dry food and made sure he wouldn’t eat Bitter’s food. This caused him to need less insulin, but as a result he had this episode. It is frustrating because I went to my regular vet two days earlier to prevent something like this from happening.
I am checking his levels at home twice a day now which I wish I would have thought to do sooner. We lowered the insulin unit to 1 and he was in the high range 350, but then adjusted to 1.5 and at my last check it was going down again 149. Diabetes is a hell of a disease, it is hard to regulate with humans and they can talk. Bash tries to tell me what is going on in meow, but I still mistake it for him wanting food not him telling me he doesn’t feel well. He continues to be a trooper and an amazingly resilient feline.