So I have been asking my boyfriend for a cat for 5 years and because of use moving so often we couldn't. Now that we have a house he gave me one for my birthday. Hes a kitten, almost two and a half months and two weeks into me owning him, he got really sick. My sister is a vet tech and she said it was because of the worms. I brought him back to the place i adopted him at to get him help. I called them every day for 4 days to check on him and all i got was "hes fine doing good, hes fine..."
When i went to go pick him up, he was covered in poo and skinny as ****. I was horrified. I took him home and as soon as he got to the house and came out of the carrier, hes walking funny like his back legs aren't working.
I call my sister and she said he either had a seizure at the vets place or they hut him holding him down to give him meds.
Its been almost four days since I had him home and hes getting worse, so much so he doesn't even want to walk. He no longer comes when I call him...
So i say this is the last straw for a few reasons. A lot of **** has happened to me over the last six months
1. i was hit by a car on my bicycle
2. i had to move while injured
3. been fighting my weight for YEARS and gained more after the accident.
4. i moved from seattle home to ny while injured and had to load the moving truck, 5 ****ing time (long story)
5. cant find a job here in ny that will take me while im still healing.
6. dealing with the lawyers
7. the holidays and holiday weight
8. FINALLY getting a kitten and having a ****ing idiot at a cat shelter hurt him that he could now possibly die
9. my boyfriend of 7 years (of which we have been living together for 6) told he we would get engaged when we got back to Ny... NOTHING i have had conversations with him about it and he keeps saying not yet.
Im so depressed and have been crying all day and if I cant take care of a kitten how can i ever expect to have kids??
Im so tired and have been thinking horrible things all day. I just need a win.... one win.... thats all.... please


I don't think I have any words that could bring you much comfort at a crappy time like this... I'm really sorry that the past 6 months have been so unfortunate. I can relate, somewhat, to the problem with your kitten. My boyfriend and I finally decided to adopt ourselves a kitten on Halloween 2011. She seemed really healthy at first, and then she slowly stopped eating (despite our best efforts), and we took her to the vet several times. She died on New Year's Eve. We grieved, and then got another kitten in February 2012. The new kitten also seemed quite healthy at first, but developed the typical "kennel cough" after the first couple of weeks. We gave her medicine, and tried to nurse her back to health, but we only had her for a month before she died.
Kittens can be very fragile little creatures, and it's hard to get GOOD help with them sometimes. You've been doing the best you could with your little guy, and you've given him love and care that he might not have known otherwise. In no way does his sickness reflect on your abilities as a potential mother.