Dear Sunny,
Tuesday, May 13th, 2008These last few days have been the hardest of my, and I’m sure your, life. Nothing is worse than being told that your 2 year old baby might not live… then that he might live…. then he might not…over and over again. At first I was praying that you did not have FIP, which is fatal. Once we heard that the specialists didn’t think you did, I was beyond relieved. I thought that any other illness you had you could fight. All I thought all weekend was God, please let it be anything but FIP.
Though we haven’t done a spinal tap to rule out FIP, the vets know you have pancreatitis and that your digestive system has been paralyzed. You have not eaten since Thursday and as of today you have not gotten any better. I just keep hoping that at any minute your fevers will stop and you will stop throwing up so you will eat. Today it feels like the relief we had from thinking you didn’t have FIP has disappeared in knowing that we can lose you from pancreatitis.
I’ve been trying to wrap my head around this and it just makes me angry. You are the most wonderful cat, as well as living thing, in the world. How could this happen to you? And to know that pancreatitus could be something ENTIRELY unrelated to your seizures makes me even madder. Haven’t you been through enough the past several months? No 2 year old cat deserves to die, especially not you.
I just hope you know how much we love you and understand that you’re in the hospital to get better. We need you and Macky certainly needs you. I hope you don’t give up on yourself and you keep fighting this. You need to come home, you need to see that life can be good again.

Love,
Momma

