Hi all. I wish I knew that this forum existed three months ago. I apologise for the long-winded post... At the end of April this year, I returned home from a trip abroad that lasted approximately 12 months. Before I left, my cat Grayson was as happy, plump, and healthy as a cat could be. However, when I returned home I was horrified at what I saw. I had to go searching around the house for my poor feline friend, who had turned into nothing but skin and bones. He would hide out in the basement, right beside his litter box and short distance away from the water bowl. I immediately started crying from the shock it gave me. I asked my mother what had happened which she quickly concluded was stress (she had been fostering stray kittens and adopting them out), and that Grayson was put off his food from that, but since the kittens were gone that he should be improving. I didn't believe he was eating, but he sure was drinking a lot. He has always had a fascination with the bathroom faucet, but it escalated into an obsession. What ended up a major conflict with my mom and me not believing her story, I took Grayson to the vet a few days later. I didn't care what excuses anybody had to say for not taking him sooner, I was lucky to get home when I did. The vet advised me that Grayson was severely diabetic and that he wouldn't make it to the end of next month if action wasn't taken, he would have starved to death. The blood work came back with a 27. I called my mom from the vet office and she hung up on me, and I broke down in the vet office completely lost about what to do. I am not in a financial situation where I can afford a diabetic cat, and neither is my mom. I don't live at home anymore and I'm terrified to leave when I do fearing that it might be the last time I see my cat alive. I couldn't afford insulin, but I left the vet office with a prescription for Glyburide oral pills and a trip to the pet store to buy canned Fancy Feast. I stayed home for a little while to make sure Grayson was getting his pills every 24 hours and eating, and managed to convince my mom to follow the routine that I set up. Grayson's attitude perked up and he started acting normal again. Fast forward to now, I have returned home for a couple days and although Grayson isn't hiding out, he still hasn't put on much weight. I'm not sure how well these pills are working, if at all, he is eating and drinking plenty but just isn't putting on the weight. I suppose it is worth noting that he lives in the house with a senior dog (they have been best friends since puppy/kittenhood) and two other cats (1 male & 1 female, younger ~ 1 yr old). He has been being put into a separate room for feeding time (+2 times a day) so his food isn't being pirated by the others and gobbles it down happily. Sometimes he doesn't always finish. I'm still worried about his condition and I believe he needs insulin injections, but money is a really big issue. How long does it take for a skeleton cat to start putting weight on again? I thought 3 months would be enough, but not much has changed except for a happier attitude and clearer eyes. Please help me, I'm at a loss. I've never had experience with diabetes, either human or animal. It breaks my heart seeing him like this, I'm still not used to it. He follows me around everywhere when I come home, I think he knows that I understand. I love him so much and I wish I could get him the help he needs.