Well. This is not exactly non-parenting related, because my cat is my feline child, and I her mother. In Feb or so Stella was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism. I felt horrible because I had been in denial about the changes in her I was seeing before my very eyes. She was spitting up. She was drinking way more water and eating voluminously. Her cat box got way dirty, way quick. And she got frantic. She jumped on the counter. She climbed onto high shelves. She was mad at me non-stop. She is a Siamese mix. Very, very vocal. And demanding. Red flags. How could I not have seen this, put it together? And I could not handle my despair and guilt when finally, I was able to see what was going on. I love this cat with all of my heart. So. She began medication. And responded badly. Projectile vomiting. In addition to her vet, we brought her to a university veterinary clinic with the hope she could get the radiation treatment that would cure her. But they would not consider it, until she was stabilized on the medication. Catch 22. The medication was making her ill. Only because I (with M) made it a full time job to focus on her care, did she stabilize on the medication. The vets were little help at all. So when she was stabilized with a thyroid level within normal range, she began this bizarre symptom called self-excoriation. She was gouging her ears and head, to the point of hair loss and redness. The vets believed it was related to the medication and told me to stop. I refused and lowered the dosage by about 40 percent. And I removed her collar. She stopped the self-excoriation. M is convinced it was the collar all along. Meanwhile we had located another clinic to give her the radiation treatment, which was supposed to be this Tuesday. We waited 7 weeks. We had gotten a cancellation. It was a huge deal. M's brother in law took the day off, to drive us. (We neither of us drive freeways.) Ten days prior to the radiation treatment, was we were told to stop her medication, and as planned we brought her in for blood work and a chest xray. Well, the radiation clinic called perplexed as to why her thyroid levels had not risen being off the methimazole. They wondered if we had continued to give her the medication, beyond the indicated date. No. They wondered if by mistake the lab had tested the wrong blood. I brought her in Friday night to retest her blood. Today the vet called me with the same result. Her T4 was a tiny bit more elevated, but just slightly. The radiation lab is going to cancel her treatment. Because her t4 is too low. She is now off medication and she now has no treatment scheduled. This is an accident waiting to hapoen.without the medication her tumor will overproduce the hormone. within days. She will go back into distress. Her heart rate will shoot up. Her metabolism will rev up. She will begin to lose weight again. Her heart will accelerate she will feel like she is on.merh. And the clinic will have cancelled her radiation treatment on tuesday. I am in such distress. Nobody is helping me. A veterinary clinic, a university veterinary hospital and a specialty clinic. No one will help me. Nobody will take responsibility. M and I are really in this alone. The radiation clinic is saying they will logically have cancellations, but just need to see her thyroid level shoot up. But who is there to say that there will be a cancellation in time? I just love her so much. I cannot bear to see her suffer (again.) I cannot bear to suffer more.