Note: This is a continuation of Eby’s story. See part 1 for a little background on this special kitty.
Soon after Eby’s 3rd birthday, we started noticing what we thought was a massive fur ball problem. There was daily vomiting, which progressed into vomiting with blood. She started off being an 11-pound cat, who loved grazing the food bowl all day long, to barely touching even her favorite treats. We noticed even with her thick long black fur, she was losing weight very quickly. After a couple visits, and trying multiple solutions that were not successful, it was recommended that we go to the VCA in San Francisco for an ultrasound.
When we went to our appointment, she was 8 pounds and very lethargic. We knew that there was something wrong when Eby began sleeping next to me all night long. At the appointment, they found a concerning lump and immediately performed the ultrasound. During the ultrasound they found a mass that they decided needed to be biopsied. We were in complete shock how quickly her health was declining for a feisty 3-year-old cat.
The ultrasound proved that there was a good chance poor Eby had lymphoma. This was the longest weekend possible, and during the wait, we were sure Eby would not make it through the weekend. Eby at this point would no longer eat, drink, or socialize with me. My heart was breaking.
That Monday, our worst nightmare became a reality. Eby was diagnosed with lymphoma. What to do? All the vets at VCA did an amazing job at informing me and giving me our options. As I wondered what was the best road to take, all of my friends were telling me that I needed to let go. This was not something that I could do for my 3-year-old baby. That week we started Eby on chemotherapy. Each week was a new experience filled with worry, grief, hope, and fear. But from chemo week one, she completely improved and each week there after she slowly became her old self.
At week 9, the restaging week, we were amazed to find that she went into remission and the ultrasound could no longer find any tumor!! She currently is on chemo week 12 and continues to improve. She has gained back all of her weight and personality. The oncology department has nicknamed her “a pistol.”
In my opinion, Eby knows that we are doing everything we can to make her better. She expresses this to me daily. Here’s to many long years of life, health and happiness!