Like Jill said, it doesn't look good for him. They will run tests to determine the extent of the disease, I guess, and then he said we would talk about many things, as well as 'quality of life' for him. It was sad to leave him, but pretty much all he was doing at home was sleeping, so I will hope that he will do the same there. I hate to think of him wondering where I am while he is in a strange place, if cats are able to think thoughts like that. Normally I would miss him following me around the house from chore to chore, but in the last couple of weeks, he has done much following.
Him not being here may help me think more clearly, if decisions are to be made. It's hard to say I could let him go with him here sprawled out on my bed purring while I rubbed on him. In the past week, he has gotten extremely thin, as his muscle tone has disappeared, and I can feel bones everywhere. He doesn't seem like he is hurting, and he's not crying, but he's just very tired and sad-looking.
I will be the first to admit, he was not a wanted kitty when he first arrived at my house. My kids gave him to me, and I couldn't say no, obviously, but I was not in the market for an animal of any kind....ever. It took me a couple of months to let myself begin to love him. He favored me above everyone, though, and I couldn't help but grow fonder and fonder of him. When he had that virus a few years ago, that was as bad as I have ever seen him. I did not think he was going to make it then at all. He had no life in him, wouldn't eat or drink, wouldn't purr - he was in bad shape. One night at the vet, though, and he was on the road to recovery quickly. I realized then that there would be a day that the outcome would be different, and I knew that I had gone from not wanting him at all to really, truly wanting him.
As I have had time to think today, I believe my stance will be that I can do pills for him for a while, if the doctor thinks that will allow him to be somewhat happy and enjoy his normal life for a while, but if he says that it will take more than that, or that he may begin to have seizures or other organs that fail as an off-shoot of this, then I will spill my tears over him and say goodbye. I can't handle more emotionally or financially. I will hate it with everything in me, but I do not want to see him so pitiful looking, and I don't want him to be in pain at all.
Thanks for your concerns. I am hoping to know more maybe even by Monday, and I will keep you posted.