My cat Miu-Miu had an episode of vestibular syndrome a few years ago. At the onset of the episode, she was walking in circles. In a few short hours, her hind legs were paralyzed and and she was unable to walk independently. A trip to the vet (which I was convinced would be her last) gave us hope that she could recover. I came to the understanding that she may or may not recover, and any improvement may not end up at 100%. It took a few months for her to have satisfactory improvement. For about two months, she would not come out. All of her food and water was kept next to her and I had to rig a litterbox to look like a pontoon boat, with stabilizers on either side, so she wouldn't tip it over getting in. Eventually, she began walking around again, like she's drunk, a typical symptom of vestibular disease. Her capacity to jump is diminished, but she can still jump on a chair or the futon, just not the bed. Miu-Miu is shy by nature, and spends a lot of time under the dining room table. She comes out at night to cuddle on the futon and dig her claws into me, albeit, lovingly.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Today I heard some banging from the kitchen and ran towards the noise, only to find her on her back, next to the wall, flailing around, seemingly trying to right herself. I pulled her away from the wall, in the hopes that she would roll over by herself, but she continued to twitch. I really thought she was having a seizure, and knew there was nothing I could do but wait it out. After another minute, she stopped twitching and began howling. Now I'm stressed out. I can't afford a trip to the vet, after paying for the body work on my car. She stopped meowing and at the moment is resting comfortably under the table. I'm periodically checking to see if she is mobile, and hope that this is an isolated incident. One good day is not worth a week of bad ones.
Posted by miukat at 3:47 PM