My darling girl kitty, Cally, is sick yet again. Some of you may remember that DH and I went through the ringer with her last year when she suffered through 6 months of a "mysterious illness". She was tested, poked, operated on, and even driven to Texas A&M vet school for the full spectrum of tests. Nothing was ever found, but she eventually got well.
Thursday afternoon DH came back to our condo at noon to get something when he noticed the vase of flowers knocked down from a very high perch. One of our kitties had eaten the flowers (a very small amount), which sadly were a lily variety. We rushed both cats to the vet to see if they could vomit up the flower. They couldn't be made to vomit, but they ingested activated charcoal and were given lots of fluids to pump the toxins out. After blood work, it was obvious that sweet Cally had been the one who ate the flower.
So we took her to the Austin Emergency Vet Clinic where she was given IV fluids and her kidney levels were monitored. She has now been in the emergency almost 72 hours and her levels continue to go up. They are now at a dangerously high point. She is still urinating and resting comfortably. They performed an ultra sound of her kidneys and they were slightly enlarged. Basically the emergency clinic has told us that there is nothing left for them to do. They've suggested we see a specialist for a kidney biopsy. If her levels continue to go up, eventually her kidneys will fail and she will have to be put down.
Devistated does not begin to express how I am feeling. Last night, after visiting her at the emergency, I just lost it. I howled and sobbed myself to sleep. Words can not express the guilt I feel over having those flowers here in the first place. I don't want to give up hope that she'll get better, however I am feeling so overwhelmed right now.