We will not be putting him through the stress of driving 1.5 hours to the closest MRI facility nor the anesthesia required to give a cat an MRI. Even the short drive to our vets' offices (less than 10 minutes) causes him a horrifying amount of stress and pushes him to the brink of having a seizure. Also once we're at the vets' he is terrified and shaking, when he used to explore the room, look the windows, and flirt with all the people in the room. Therefore we will not know exactly what is putting pressure on his brain until he's gone.
Castor is eating, drinking, and eliminating fine as well. He's also being spoiled rotten and loved and petted for a good portion of everyday. The vets assure us that he's in no pain and that he can continue to be happy and comfortable for weeks to months. However we've no idea how fast the lesion is growing and that is really what dictates how much time he has left.
FH, the vets, and I have agreed on what we'll consider the last straw. We've also agreed that because Pollux also has irritable bowel disease (which can turn into cancer like it did for his brother) we're going to learn as much as we can from Castor in the hopes that if this happens to Pollux we can be better prepared.
I'm going to try and refrain from posting anything more on Castor's illness. I want this blog to help be an escape from the stress. However adorable pictures and funny stories about the animals will continue as always. Also the amount of care and attention he needs is much different than what Confetti needed or the rabbits need when they're sick, so I should still have time to not only work on projects but to post about them as well. At least for a while. For now Castor just wants to sleep near us or in a lap and be included in what we're doing. In fact he's in my lap as I type this. ;-)