I am a bengal cat who was born in 2005. In the summer of 2012, I was diagnosed as a diabetic cat. I want everyone to know that diabetic cats like me are just as fun and loving as cats without the disease.
Hello, furiends. I visited the white coated humans a few days ago, and shared some pictures of my visit. Some of you worried that I was not doing well. It is nice to have kind humans like you concerned about me, but do not worry. I went to the white coated humans for my annual checkup.
When I went, the white coated humans were able to weigh me, check my heart and lungs, and check my internal organs. They had to stop there, because I became annoyed. And in order to get blood from me, they had to give me a sedative. They also took a urine sample and a stool sample while I was sedated.
The white coated humans called to let us know about the results a day later. Furiends, everything looked good. All of my blood readings were in the normal range. There was no sugar in the urine, which is a good sign for a diabetic cat like me.
Because I am a diabetic cat, the white coated humans do an additional test they do not do for cats without diabetes. This test tells them whether my blood sugar is under control. And the results from that made both me and the human happy. The test showed I have well managed blood sugar levels!
The one bad thing that we found is that I have cataracts. But even that is not too bad. The white coated human said I can definitely see things. My vision may be degraded, but at my age, that is not a surprise. Surgery would be expensive and may not bring much relief. So, as long as I am able to get around okay, the human will skip it.
I am happy with the results of my visit to the white coated humans, even though I still do not like going there!
Ace went to a foster home, where he met a human who was determined to help him. They went to a different white coated human, and they learned that Ace also had a heart condition. This poor six week old boy had been through a lot. But his foster human decided to commit to helping Ace make it.
Ace visited another group of white coated humans, and they told his foster human the same thing. And because of Ace’s heart condition, no white coated humans wanted to risk operating on his leg. So he would need to heal on his own.
Ace’s foster human was sad about this news, and worried that Ace was going to suffer. But they remembered their commitment to Ace, and they decided to see things through. Ace seemed to sense this, and he fought to get better. His leg started to heal on its own. Instead of being something that caused him pain, it became a fully functional leg.
Now Ace is as active and playful as any feline his age. He managed to beat the odds and not just survive, but thrive. And now, the human who took him in as a foster is going to be with him for the rest of his life. They decided they could not let Ace go and that he was going to become part of their family!
Hello, kind humans. I hope you are having a good day. It is time for me to share my blood sugar readings with you. I will also tell you about the visit Jacey and I made to the white coated humans. Do not worry, we were not sick. It was just time for our annual check up.
Jacey and I went to the white coated humans last Wednesday. Both of us were calm during the car ride over, although Jacey did complain a lot. But it did not surprise me when Jacey complained. She likes to talk, so of course she told the human and me she was not happy about being in the carrier!
When we got to the white coated humans, Jacey went first. After her exam, she let them draw blood from her, and even let them check out her ears a second time. She did not struggle much, but she did complain. I was very different. I did not complain verbally. Instead, I worked hard to escape and swatted at the white coated humans. The human had to scruff me so that they could look at me. And it took a lot of work for them to draw my blood.
But it was all worth it to the human. Jacey’s blood work showed that my sisfur is very healthy and in good condition. But mine showed that the human has more work to do in order to get my blood sugar levels to a point where they’re considered well managed. And he will do that work, furiends!
Now, on to my blood sugar levels themselves. For the week, they averaged 184. That is a little higher than last week, when they averaged 175. Still, the human and I do not mind this. As long as the average stays below 200, we think it is okay. And the human is committed to making sure we get my blood sugar well managed!
I will tell you about this next week, furiends. Until then, enjoy your week!