I set my alarm to wake up at 2am Sunday morning to check on Buddy (which is when I wrote the last post). I was hoping he would look better than before but that was not the case. I was not feeling too hopeful when I wrote that post and then crawled back in bed. Sleep was hard to come by as the tears wouldn't stop.
When I woke up again at 6am, Buddy was waiting for me on the stove, and meowed his morning greeting, then asked me to pick him up! My heart leapt! My Buddy was back! Joy!
Then he went to his usual breakfast spot and demanded his chow.
I was so happy to see him more perky and eating. He was also drinking water again.
He was back to his more recent self.
Apparently Buddy rallied! I am so happy. We had a lovely morning tummy rub/cuddle time. He purred and purred and I soaked it up with tears flowing.
One of the reasons I was so worried last night was because we were going to be gone all day today (Sunday). We went up to Vancouver, BC to move Laura into a small apartment. She's going to be going to grad school there full time and commute home on the weekends. Anyway, I wasn't thrilled about leaving Buddy all alone if he was feeling so miserable. Since he rallied, I felt more at peace about it, although I wondered how he would be when I got home.
And when I returned home, this is what I saw:
Perky Buddy wanting some dinner!
I remember with Max and his CRF it was an intense emotional roller coaster. He would be miserable and then rally. Up and down. It looks like we might be on the roller coaster with Buddy. One challenge is that we won't be able to give him fluids for his kidney failure due to his congestive heart failure. I made a vet appointment for him on Tuesday morning to check in about what's going on and come up with a plan.
A huge thank you to everyone for your kind comments. I know you all get the emotional heartbreak that comes with end of life matters. It's really, really, really helpful to not feel alone.
Please keep praying and purring for him. And for me - with Laura living in Vancouver for the weekdays now, it means I'm alone in looking after the Budster - which kinda sucks. Thanks again everyone for your support.