“I’m the logistic driver who often responds to your delivery bookings,” the man said. “It appeared to me that you genuinely love animals. I love picking up your goods and deliver them to your customers. Not all of them are nice, but you are always nice to people like us.”
The man in that logistic uniform went on to tell me that his family loves cats and that they have two.
A few days ago, one of their two cats suddenly had seizures. Nobody knew what to do; they can only hold each other and cry in horror as their little kitty slammed and threw himself on the ground. Blood and foamy saliva streamed on the floor when the little cat bit his tongue.
When the same terrifying event repeated throughout the next few days, he drove as fast as he could to my shop for help.
I suggested he brought his cat to a vet clinic downtown, knowing he won’t have much. I called my vets to explain what’s happening and hope they can help a struggling blue-collar man keep his family cat.
He came back with his cat in his arm that evening, telling me that after all those seizures at the vet, despite all help given, Soyo was paralyzed.
I agreed to keep Soyo on his behalf, and I promised him he can come and visit anytime. The man is the sole breadwinner of the family. His job was devastated by COVID, and he has two children and another cat who count on them to survive.
That night I found out that Soyo has otitis. The next day I found that he lost half of his teeth. Soyo’s back was hard as iron. He can’t bend his body.
Still another day after, I found a large abscess on his abdomen.
That afternoon I went to the clinic myself and spoke to a senior veterinarian.
It appeared that Soyo has either been kicked, hit with a heavy item, or run over by a vehicle. He managed to run back home, but since everyone in the house was busy with chores, jobs, or school, nobody realized what was happening.
An X-ray showed that a disk in his vertebrae was dislocated. It was that trauma that gave him his seizures, and the nerve damage eventually paralyzed him.
The only thing that stays alive in that four-month-old baby is his indomitable spirit and curiosity that beats hurdles. Soyo drags himself with his front legs to a pee pad nearby to relieve himself when I am too far away to hear him calling. He leans on other cats so he can bend as much as he can to groom himself. If one of our mama cats is near, he’ll crawl to her for a mother-kitten moment.
Soyo eats everything. From supplements to medicine, he takes them without complaint.
I started to give Soyo epilepsy medication at the urging of my vet but, after two days, Soyo the energetic kitten became vegetables. Soyo eats less and sleeps more. He became so lethargic he discharges where he lays and gets himself dirty all the time. He was less and less responsive.
I stopped his regimen despite my vet’s objections the day he stopped calling me and just stared blankly at the ceiling the whole day.
I was confident that Soyo did not suffer from epilepsy.
It was the result of the damage caused by the dislocated disk.
It was the trauma he suffered as a result of whatever evil he encountered that destroyed his life.
It made a stupid decision, and it almost cost Soyo the life he was fighting for.
Crying over spilled milk won’t give us another glass, so we started over. Good quality protein, Omega, Taurine, nerve strengthening supplements, probiotic, immune booster. One day at a time, one foot after another.
I got Soyo’s voice back. I see him grooming. Soon Soyo is strong enough to lift his head. Then he tries to move his limbs, then he tries to sit on his tummy. He still stares blankly at times, but he responds to most of my gestures.
Next, we went to see the vet last Friday to try acupuncture. He seemed to feel better right away, so I plan for more sessions.
His second session gave Soyo enough to swat some flies, and for the first time after three weeks as stiff as a rock, he can curl himself to sleep.
I don’t know how much acupuncture will help Soyo heal; for now, he is getting better. Although I don’t know how far we can go, for now, we have hope.
I don’t know where I will find the means to support his treatment, I don’t know where else I should seek to provide for his need. I don’t know who else I should turn to.
But for now, we try our best.
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