Please Help Twig!

This is Twig. He's very handsome.

Twig is male Domestic Short Hair feline who couldn't pee and racked up a $6300 hospital bill. He developed struvite crystals in his urine and bladder that eventually lead to a total blockage of his urethra. :( Urethra blockages can turn deadly in as little as 12-24 hours. He needed to be hospitalized, sedated, catheter-ed, re-catheter-ed, drained, resedated, etc.

Unfortunately, Twig doesn't actually have any money. He contributes to the household by paying the cute tax (I pick him up and make him receive a kiss), catching mice (2 this year!), delivering house-wide headbutts for affection, and entering Demon Mode™ to chase the spirits away.

I was able to put the balance on CareCredit, but while it's all technically paid for, it is... a lot of money. So I'm trying to recoup as much of the cost as I can. Any amount that I can slap onto these bills will be incredibly helpful.

(10/26, Thurs) Currently, Twig is home, relatively happy, drinking water and eating food, peeing little bits (in his litter box) and generally making the proper steps to recovery. He's on a lil bit of drugs to help him out, so he's mostly himself even though his peepee hurt.

If you haven't been convinced, here's his baby picture.

THE SPECIFICS

(10/21, Sat) I noticed Twig was acting weird. He's usually pretty mobile and animated, but he seemed to be sitting funny and not wanting to run too fast around the house. Two years ago he had leg issues, so I thought maybe that was it, but he was walking fine. I could tell there was something wrong with his bottom half though, because he kept stretching himself out to reach stuff instead of just getting up for it (same thing he did when he hurt his legs). He also kept going in and out of the litterbox for seemingly no reason, which was concerning.

(10/22, Sun) My roommate woke me up to tell me Twig was on her bed, clearly in pain, sitting in a wet spot. I immediately knew what was up, so I took him to an urgent care. The urgent care confirmed that his pee was not blocked, but they did a test and ultrasound to confirm the presence of struvite crystals in his urine. They sent us home with an anti-inflammatory to relax the area so he could pass the crystals. Sunday night, however, he started peeing all over my bedroom. Every soft surface that wasn't the litterbox, Twig peed on it. My bed, my clothes, my pillows, my bed again; cleaning didn't deter him. This is consistent with the crystals diagnosis; he associates pain with the litterbox so tries everywhere else. Cats is actually pretty smart!

(10/23, Mon) I called out of work because I was up so late cleaning everything my poor little man peed on. I woke up early and bought enzyme neutralizer, special laundry additive, urinary tract food, and a cat fountain to encourage him to drink more to flush the crystals out. I spent all morning cleaning and recleaning, and he eventually found his way back to the litterbox. Unfortunately, it was at this point that his attitude changed. He started whining at me in the same way he did when his legs hurt. He would stand in the litterbox for up to 10 minutes, then walk out leaving nothing. He would repeat this over and over. Around 6 I called the urgent care we went to on Sunday, who said take him to the emergency room. We went. They tried to sedate him and he did not like that. He's thicc and willful so he fought through a lot of it. But even with the sedation, he didn't pee. The doctors said if he didn't pee with the sedative, he needed a catheter, which means he needed to be heavily sedated, which means he had to stay. We went from a $500 urgent vet trip, added a $1000 ER trip, then added a $4800 hospital stay. We sat in the cat hospital from 7pm-2am, at which point I finally went home.

(10/24, Tues) He spent the day at the hospital and I spent the day cleaning and buying a prescription pee diet for him. In the afternoon, I got a call from the doctors with unfortunate news. Apparently, when they tried to give him medicine that day, he freak out and broke the catheter. It had to come out. They needed permission to set him up with an IV drip and reinsert the catheter. They did that, he continued under observation, draining his bladder and constantly intaking more fluids.

(10/25, Wed) In a sort of weird funny way, the catheter breaking was actually a good thing. He was so swollen the first time (his penis was purple) that they used a standard catheter; this time, however, the inflammation had gone down so much they were able to use a bigger and better catheter. He spent the day zonked on drugs at the hospital. At 8pm they pulled the catheter and at 9:30pm I took him home. He was so incredibly excited to be home. He got reacclimated to his space and immediately peed (just a bit, because it does hurt still, just for a different reason), and slept next to me all night, delivering some of the biggest purrs he's ever delivered.

(10/26, Thur) He's gotta be under constant surveillance. I'm looking out for the same signs he showed on Sunday, like whining and straining in the litterbox. So far, he's peed multiple times in small spots that will hopefully grow larger. He's eating, drinking, peeing, pooping, and is in a MUCH better mood that he was, even on Saturday. Definitely feels much more like himself.