feuervogel | Can't sleep if I can't stop crying.

Talked to Ben, who's up at Newport News for work. Have pretty much been crying the last 45 minutes, sometimes hard enough to make me want to puke.

A quick google tells me the prognosis isn't good: 70% of cats get 4-6 months with therapy. 30% get up to 2 years.

I have no idea how this is going to affect our travel plans, which are in ... 3-4 months from now. I haven't paid for the class yet, but we've got our plane tickets. I'd be gone May 2-June 13. And I'd regret it forever if she died while I was gallivanting in Europe and I couldn't see her one last time before she's (crying again) gone forever.

She seems so happy! Diabetes I could live with; treatment is annoying but manageable. Since we got her sugars down, she's been frisky and lovey and PLAYING like she hasn't in months. How can she be dying? (crying more)

I wish I could talk to the vet now, because not knowing makes it so much harder. I also wish Ben hadn't had to go to Virginia for work today, and I know he does, too. Even if we'd just be sitting together and bawling; we'd have each other. The cats have no idea why Mommy's making that weird sound and holding onto Isis for dear life.