Yesterday I learned that my cat has diabetes. While there is a chance that the vet can get his insulin regulated, the most likely treatment would require twice daily insulin injections. As much as I would like to think that I could faithfully administer these shots everyday, I know that it's pretty unlikely. There is also the chance that the cat will resent me and always be afraid that I'm going to give him a shot. Left untreated, he will lose weight and grow increasingly unhealthy. This is tearing me apart.
I know everyone thinks their pet is the best. I have had many pets in the past (a dog, cats, a rabbit, a parakeet, and many hamsters) and I've loved each of them. This one is different. He's special. I've often said he acts a lot like a dog. In fact, I think he has the best attributes of both cats and dogs. He is always waiting by the door for me when I get home from work. At my old place, he used to pop up in the big picture window when I'd pull into the driveway. He is vocal and will speak on command. He is also independant and does not need constant attention. He lived in the woods before I got him, so he's a bit of a hunter. He has been a loyal companion through some pretty lonely times. The thought of not having him around sucks. Sorry I can't give you anything funny right now, but I feel like total crap and I'm not sure what to do.
**Edited to add: Thanks for the comments, everyone. I feel like a royal asshole. How could I even consider not doing whatever is necessary to give my cat the quality of life he deserves? It wasn't the injecting that I was dreading, but the making sure he got the injections everyday in case I'm not around. I will just have to make adjustments. He is more than worth it. I'm not as freaked out as I was and know what I have to do.
**Update: Last night I started The Assman on his injections. Luckily, the cat does not seem to really notice (like some of you predicted). Thanks again for the encouragement, everybody. I think I'll be able to make this work!