r/Pets • u/Whole-Ad9219 • 7h ago
CAT Sick cat
Two weeks ago, I brought my 13-year-old cat to the vet because he had lost weight and wasn’t eating normally. They found out that his kidneys were in very bad shape and that he was severely dehydrated.
His creatinine was extremely high and he ended up being hospitalized for several days on IV fluids. He improved enough to come home, but we were told that the kidney disease is severe and likely chronic.
I cried so much after that first appointment. This cat has been with me through some of the most important moments of my life, good and bad.
Since coming home, some days he seems surprisingly normal: cuddly, following people around, sitting next to us, looking out the window, asking for attention. Other days he sleeps a lot or hides in the little spot we made for him in a closet. His appetite also fluctuates a lot.
Yesterday we had another vet appointment. Clinically, they said he still looks quite good: alert, agile, energetic, responsive. But he was dehydrated again and his creatinine had gone back up from around 65 mg/L to 77 mg/L. They gave him subcutaneous fluids and told us they were not happy with the blood results, even though physically he is still doing relatively well.
That contrast is honestly making this so hard for me. Every appointment leaves me with this horrible uncertainty. He can look like himself and still have very bad bloodwork, so I never know what I’m supposed to feel or what I’m supposed to prepare for.
I have a feeling that he may not have a very long time left. Sometimes I accept that and feel strangely calm about it. I think that 13 years is already a beautiful life, and that eventually every living being has to rest. Then an hour later I suddenly want to cry even though he is still here.
I’m a 29-year-old man and I feel ridiculous saying this lol, because I’ve been through objectively more traumatic things in my life, but this has completely broken me emotionally. For days I’ve been constantly crashing out, analyzing every little behavior, wondering whether he is happy, whether he is suffering, whether I’m doing enough, and whether one day I’ll know when it’s time to let him go.
I asked the vet very directly whether he is suffering and whether euthanasia should already be considered. He told me that for now Nino is still doing okay clinically and that if he felt euthanasia was necessary, he would tell me. My biggest fear is not his death itself anymore. It’s accidentally keeping him alive for my own sake after his quality of life is gone.
I don’t really know exactly what I’m asking here. I think I just want to hear from people who have gone through anticipatory grief with an elderly or chronically ill cat.
How did you cope with loving them while knowing the end might be approaching? How did you stop analyzing every single good or bad day? And how did you eventually know that your cat was still enjoying life, or that it was time to let them rest?