This Sucks

This is why I don’t want any more animals to take care of.  Tecko (the Cat) is still hanging in there but still not eating voluntarily.  Here’s the deal.  He’s been skinny for a while, but has eaten regularly up until last week.  On Thursday I noticed he started walking funny and I figured he had a stroke.  He couldn’t keep food down and was mostly listless.  I figured that it was the end for him and I’d just make him comfortable for the last few days.  Though he wouldn’t eat, he would still get up to drink water and use the litter box.  When I get home he wants to come out of the room and be in the living room on the couch or the chair.  He’s still hanging in there and making the effort.  He doesn’t seem to be in pain.  I don’t know if his condition is really just old age or something else.  So now I’ve been force feeding him some and he’ll eat if I get the food in his mouth.  But he still won’t eat on his own and can’t walk straight and he’s very, very skinny.  So I called my dad because Tecko is really my dad’s cat and I’ve just been taking care of him since I moved into this house.  Dad at first thought I should just take him to the vet and put him down.  I don’t really want to do that if the cat still seems happy and isn’t in pain.  But I’m going out of town on Friday and will be gone for five days.  I can’t just leave him at home to wait it out and have someone else check in on him and force feed him.  So dad says that I should at least have the vet check him out and decide if really nothing can be done or if there’s chance of recuperation.  But I don’t know how and when I can get him to the vet.  When my roommate gets home tonight I’ll find out what her schedule is and see if she can take him.  If not, and he’s still hanging on tomorrow I’ll try to take him after school.  I just hate all of this.  But I have the feeling that if I do take him to the vet, it will be the last time I’ll see him and I’m attached to him.  That happened to the last cat I took to the vet.  I also had to have my dad’s dog put to sleep several years ago and I hated that just as much… but she had visible tumors all over her, lost the ability to walk completely and couldn’t get outside to go to the bathroom.  I still hated having to do that as well. 

So that’s my life at the moment.  I’m stressed and worried about the cat.  I’m way behind on yearbook stuff at school.  I moved my “teacher station” to the back of my room today so that I could watch what my students are doing on their computers.  They hated that.  I’m not sure if I like it either at the moment but I’m going to see how it goes until the end of the school year.  I need to get some grad school work done sometime this week, but I’m not very motivated at the moment.  Imagine that.  Well, I’m going to try to find something to eat and then watch American Idol.  My neck hurts.  I must have slept on it weird.  Oh… that’s another thing.  I have some kind of rash sprouting up now so I took a benadryl last night which knocked me out.  Life kind of sucks at the moment.  If it’s not one thing, it seems it is always going to be something else.