As some know, we've been having a veterinary crisis at our home. Of our four cats, one has been very sick — showing signs of jaundice and very erratic blood values. Until yesterday we thought the cause was FIP, a highly contagious feline disorder. This was very bad news, as it meant the distinct possibility of a kitty fatality — not of one but of all four cats.
Yesterday, the vet called my wife with a wavery voice and I knew the outlook wasn't good. Ironically, the confirmed diagnosis, while about as bad as it can be, is not FIP. The FIP is still present, but not the cause of the trouble (which is a long story, and hard to explain, so just trust me on this) which means the other three cats are much better off.
The diagnosis, however is definitely bad news. Lymphatic cancer, which has already penetrated into the liver and probably the spleen. Our goal at this point is to spoil her and keep her as happy as possible until she starts to degenerate beyond an acceptable quality of life, at which point we will put her down gracefully so that she does not suffer.
It has been a trying time; waking hours are anxious, and sleep is wracked with dreams.
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