I think my poor cat has diabetes.
He lives with my parents as I left him there with a garden when I moved out a few years ago. My mum had mentioned increased drinking and peeing and a bit of weight loss but when I saw him on boxing day I was shocked! You can feel his spine and hips easily and his coat looks terrible. I had just planned on getting a urine sample and checking a dipstick but took one look at him and said I'd take him to work (back in tomorrow- I'm a veterinary nurse) for more investigations. My suspicions were either kidney failure or diabetes.
Got him back to mine this afternoon, to make it easier to get him to work tomorrow, and tested his pee - LOADS of glucose and some ketones so it looks like diabetes it is! I prefer that to stuffed kidneys - just had to break the news to mum that she'll have to do twice daily injections.
Hopefully nothing else will show up when we run bloods tomorrow.
Think my mum feels a bit guilty as she'd let him put on loads of weight over the last couple of years and I'd kept warning her that he could develop diabetes! Never thought it'd actually happen though!
My bump is still not developing when I'm standing, though it seems to be increasing when I lie on my back.
I really am getting to the difficult clothing stage though - the only pair of jeans that are still comfortable need the help of a hairband to give extra room but my maternity jeans are too loose.
Hubby and I have started to sound out names we like but we both seem to have opposite tastes! I love Isla for a girl and Jasper for a boy (an area we stayed on our honeymoon so maybe a bit Posh and Becks but not in an obvious way) but he dislikes both, after initially liking Jasper.
His dad hasn't helped by saying we need a good traditional name like David (my cats name), Michael (1st boyfriends name) or Alan (YOU WHAT?!).
Got plenty of time to get it sorted.
Anyway I'm rabbiting on again....
Keep thinking maybe I should've started my own journal but probably a bit late now!