Back from the vet with some not so happy news for Calloway. His fasting glucose this AM was 412. Higher than it was last time. Dr. Hess is doing more bloodwork, to check everything on him to make sure there isn't anything else going on.

He has been more lethargic and not eating much at all the past few days. I was actually taking his little bowl of crunchies up to my bed for him because he was sleeping there most of the time. This is NOT typical Calloway behavior.

While he lost 2lbs, it's too much, too quickly. I was doing the scheduled feedings gradually with him, because they said they didn't want him to loose too much too fast, but it seems he did any way.

So, tomorrow we go back to the vet. He gets dropped off in the AM, and I pick him up after 7pm. He is going to be started on insulin, and I have to learn how to administer it.

Let's just say that I'm not good with needles. I told my parents before, I would never be a drug addict that injects because I'd pass out before I did anything and another druggie would steal my stash, lol. I'm a wimp when it comes to needles and blood. Ugh.

I will learn to do this for Calloway, because he is just a wonderful boy, and has just stolen my heart in the time he has been here.

Please say some prayers for my special guy, in hopes that we can get his diabetes under control and then maybe he won't have to stay on the insulin. I can always hope, can't I?