When I went to the shelter the other day I talked to my foster coordinator who mentioned that Abby was not doing well in her cage. She is so freaked out, that no one really wants to stress her out more and take her out of her cage to give her walking around time, so I said I would. I stopped in Saturday and because of her legs I thought I would bring my glucometer and see for the fun of it where her glucose levels were. I showed up after their breakfast time, but before the shelter opened to the public) and got her out of the cage. She freaked out not being in her cage too. Getting her walking around was very hard. I used a few temptations because the freeze dried chicken I brought wasn't enough to tempt her to walk.. I spent some time with her, and then I took her level which was in the 50s. This concerned me greatly.
I was told that they were giving her three units of insulin. This is a pretty high amount considering she was on a high protein low carb food. Some cats need that much so I wasn't horribly concerned when I found out, but to justify that amount of insulin her bg should be in the 300s or 400s that soon after breakfast.. so to be in the 50s.. well I was quite concerned about her going too low - which can be deadly.
I mentioned this to the staff and they directed me to the manager.. and I explained why I tested her and my concerns, to which she replied "So do you want to take her home"..
(and this was RIGHT AFTER I was just offered three kittens that were coming in that afternoon!!!)
but Abby has been in a cage for eight to nine months.. and there really isn't anyone else fostering for the shelter who is comfortable with diabetics (that I know of anyway) She needed me more than kittens..
When she got here, she IMMEDIATELY tried to hide under the afghan, so I let her. I went about putting food down for her, which interested her quite a bit. Because of her low blood glucose levels I wanted to make sure she had access to and was willing to eat food, so I sat with her for a while. She came out from the afghan, hopped down, chowed down and then came back and hopped up on the couch and snuggled down next to me and started purring.
She needs.. She needs exercise, she needs a tight watch on her glucose levels for a bit, she needs combing pretty badly as she is shedding quite a bit too. She needs love..
It is a shame she is so freaked out at the shelter, because she shows a lot better here.. it is hard to tell people "oh yes, she is a lovely cat' when the cat is hiding in the back of her cage begging you not to see her.. She has also gained quite a bit of weight, and the gait on her back legs is off.. not sure if it is cage stress or diabetic neuropathy.. Right now my plan is to see if we can get her out of rebound and back on a dose that works for her.. if that is 3 units, I accept that as Emmy used to be on 7 units, but I have a feeling it will be less than that.
She has also gained a dramatic amount of weight since the last time I had her..
Here is a time lapse of her first few hours here. That patchwork quilt came with her from the shelter, she had been laying on it for quite some time. Looks like she still likes looking at herself in the mirror.
now the housekeeping question becomes, do I count her as a whole new foster?? I mean do I give her a new label? na.. probably shouldn't add her to my foster count again either.. but darn it I really want to..