I am so sorry for everyone who has to go through this. In case you are feeling guilty because you made the choice to euthanize your cat, read my story first.
Two weeks ago I had my 6 year old male sweetheart of a cat euthanized because of bladder stones. It all started about 2 1/2 years ago, when my cat couldn't pee and started dribbling small amounts of blood. I took him to the vet, and they said he had a UT infection - but that he wasn't blocked. (Actually, he had stervite crystals.) I took him home with medicine.
The next morning he was worse, and in terrible pain. I took him back to the vet where they explained he needed a catheter inserted so his bladder wouldn't rupture and to have it in for three days. The first day the vet cost over $400. The next few days, over $500. When they took out the catheter, he blocked again immediately. The vet said they could perform a surgery (where they make a he a she) so he wouldn't block. Another $800. They normally don't do this the first time, but I agreed.
After the surgery, he went home, was put on prescription diet food, meds, antibiotics, methagel, steroids, etc., etc. He healed but, every two or three months, he would have an episode where he would have blood in his urine and end up at the vet. He was the vet’s problem child. After a year of this, he started having problems urinating again one day. I rushed him to the vet. Diagnosis: 75-100 bladder (stervite) stones. He then had surgery to remove the stones.
After several days at the vet, a day after he came home, I noticed his incision was getting red and leaking a small amount of discharge. I took him back in immediately. They had to cut him open, keep his incision open and start draining the infection out of his body. The actually had to remove some fat tissue that was holding onto the infection (from the surgery). Finally, they were able to put tubes in for the infection to drain. They had to keep him at the vet’s office for a week and get the infection diagnosed because it was an antibiotic resistant bacteria, like Kitty MRSA. He might not make it. He finally got better and I took him home. The healing took a while. He finally seemed so much better.
I had lost my job and had just started working at a new job that paid 13k less a year when all of this first started. The first time I took him to the vet. I could barely pay my bills. I got the Carecredit to take care of the first surgery, the second, I paid the vet every month for over a year. The bills mounted and I just stopped keeping track of how much it was costing me. I could not afford this, but I had already invested so much in him, and I loved him.
For a year he was doing really well. We had taken him off of the Hills CD prescription food and put him on prescription Purina UR. I took him off steroids and everything, except I gave him Cosequin for cats. Please try this if you are having recurrent problems with your cat's bladder and don’t take him off of it. Look it up. He was doing so well, I thought maybe he could finally live a happy healthy life.
Around Christmas he tried to jump on the counter and fell off because he landed on the edge of the sink and didn't have good footing. He landed on his right side and possibly on his shoulder. Within a week, his shoulder bone had a growth. Took him to the vet (and yes he hated the vet), they did a couple needle aspirations, but didn't come back with any conclusive results. He was so traumatized by the last visit.
We are not sure what it was, but possibly osteosarcoma (bone cancer). I decided and made a promise that day to my cat - there would be no more pain, no catheters, no poking and prodding, no more surgeries, no more long stays at the vet. I gave him lots of love and let him live happy. Then, a year and four months after his last surgery, he could not pee. I went to the vet, he was blocked again. He had five bladder stones. Even the vet admitted with his history (especially w/the infection he got), he wouldn't be a good candidate for surgery again. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do, but I kept my promise to my cat. I just wanted to grab him and run out. I cried harder than I ever have in my life.
I stayed with him and stroked him while he went to sleep and left this world. I still cry at some point every day. He was the best cat, so good, so mellow, so smart, and so loving. When the vet called and said his ashes were ready, I wanted nothing more to hurry over and bring him home for the very last time.
I did everything the vet told me to do. In other words, it didn't matter what I was doing right. I have done so much research, and learned nothing more than they (the experts) don't know what really causes it. Oh, and about the cosequin. I am broke and will probably have to file bankruptcy. My cat suffered more pain than any living creature should have to endure. Over and over, in and out of the vet’s office. But he was loved and loving. So what causes it? Being neutered, dry food, being overweight, being stressed? So, how do you treat something if you don't know what is causing it? I am not angry that I am broke, I am heartbroken. I am saddened when I read all of these comments and realize that there are so many male cats and their owners suffering and that there is no real answer.