2 1/2 weeks ago we took Emmitt to the vet because of a mysterious bump that appeared on his forehead, just above his left eye. At first, we thought maybe had a been stung by a bee or something, but when it did not go away in a couple of days we knew it was time to see the doctor...
The doctor was certain it was a cyst that he could drain, so the next time we brought Emmitt back for the procedure. Not only was the anesthesia awful for our sweet 14 year old guy, but the cyst was not a cyst. After looking at a sample of it under the microscope, the doctor felt certain it was a tumor and sent another sample off to the lab.
And so began our wait for the pathology results.... nothing as of Wednesday when everything closed for Easter, but at that point, he was doing ok.....
But last night things took a turn. The tumor has continued to grow and is pressing more and more on his eye, to the point that last night he could barely open it. And now this morning, his balance is VERY off. He seems to be losing his grip in his front feet so that he is slipping and sliding while trying to sit and eat....
And the vet is not back until Tuesday.
And taking him to the on-call vet won't help because without those lab results, they cannot fix this.
It is BREAKING my heart. Mads', too.
Emmitt has been with me for fourteen years.
We have been through so many things together and I cannot fathom losing him.
And the worst part is watching him deal with this because he is just not himself.
I know that only other pet owners can understand that he is not "just a cat".
And how much this hurts.