The first non-emergency vet appointment we could get is tomorrow.
Scar hasn't eaten since he threw up last night. His breathing and his eyes look like he doesn't feel well to me.
He's had diarrhea for literal months. No antibiotic or steroid has made a difference. His bloodwork hasn't turned up anything suspicious. His fecal came back negative. His abdominal scan showed a bit of thickening in his small intestine. We haven't been able to pinpoint a cause or any treatment that helps. He was doing ok-ish on a sensitive stomach diet, but he skipped one meal of it due to it not being delivered yet and now he's vomiting, shitting brown water with chewed food in it, and not wanting to eat anymore.
He's seeing a different vet tomorrow and if they can't turn him around, then we're probably going to have to say goodbye to my little boyfriend. I don't want that. I'm not ready. He's not even old! But I can't put him through pain and suffering only to have him pass away anyway.
I took tomorrow off work and I'm sleeping with him on the couch again tonight. I hope that if nothing else, my presence brings him some comfort while he's still here.
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