It's Dental Day.

Check out the shiny fangs!





And I'm nervous. I really hated leaving him.

We had a horrible night. I fed Scruffy around 8:30. PS was 329, so I gave him 1.5u of levemir. His numbers have been horrible for weeks, even with the addition a week ago of Clindamycin. (And he's thrown up after eating for the last two days, so he's not getting much of the antibiotic anyway.) At any rate, at +4, 1:00 AM, he was down to 178, to my surprise. And dismay. I gave him a can of FF sliced beef, because he tends to drop most between +7 and +9, and he still had a long way to go. At +7, 4AM, he was 150, even with the gravy food. I gave him three treats. He woke up around 8 AM and he was at 459 or something. He wandered into the kitchen and threw up, after much heaving and effort, a tiny little bit of foam. So, I assume that his stomach was sufficiently empty despite the food. By the time we left for the office, his bg was 516. Really crappy number, even if it was +13. The vet's answering machine doesn't take messages, and there's no one in the office until it opens at 10:00. I told the vet about our night, and he seemed to think it was still safe to do the dental, and I hated to think about putting it off because it's so necessary.

Okay, it went well, I guess. No extractions, no loose teeth, just cleaning and polishing. He was apparently fairly uncooperative; I don't know what happened to his sweet, accepting little personality. The technician said, when I came to pick him up, "My, he's quite the little hisser, isn't he?" lol. We were both sopping wet when we got home - stuck in a huge rainstorm. Scruffy made a beeline for the litter boxes, peed for about a half hour, and then ate and ate and ATE. I tested him and was disturbed to discover that he had just registered his first HIGH on the UltraSmart. Talk about stomach-turning. I gave him a half unit of R and 1.5 of levemir, and he wandered off to nap in his Pi. I just tested him a little while ago, and he's down to 238. I wish that this dental would be the magic answer to managing his diabetes. We've got an insulin I like now. If only it would operate like it seems to on everyone else's cat......