Rest in Peace, little dude. Unfortunately, he did not make it. 🙁 And yeah, I'm sure this time. 🙁
Despite following all of the directions I could find, I was having a really difficult time getting him to eat. I thought it was me, but after Googling some photos, I am not so sure. He kept his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, and never closed it. I even tried to gently press his mouth closed, but there was resistance. That does not appear to be normal.
Also, (on the other side of him) he had a cut in his armpit. I cleaned it last night when I found it (didn't see it right away since it was in a fold), but it didn't look too bad. Now, he's got a large bruised area and his left arm is swollen. This did not appear until after he died, though. I have no idea why it wasn't apparent at first, but I'm starting to think that he could have had internal injuries that I wasn't aware of.
I was really hoping he would make it through the night... I'd talked to a couple of rehabbers, and Laurel was going to take him to one in Madison for me if he'd lived.
This just sucks. But I guess I can't help them all. 🙁
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