Y'all, I am really sorry, but I do not have good news.
Yesterday morning around 6 I woke up and Oreo wasn't on the couch with me. I thought "Oh no. Let me find him." He was in the laundry room on his plush bed. He felt a little cool to the touch. I curled up around him and thought "His heart feels slow. He's dying." So I laid there crying and holding him and telling him he was a good boy... Until he got up to pee. 😂 I was like "Well, that was unexpected, but I'm happy he's still with me."
He came back to the couch after and seemed lethargic, which is why he ended up at the vet. Dr. Cooner noted that his heart seemed slow, so I knew then that I wasn't crazy for thinking that.
Today Dr. Nelson checked him and said that his symptoms are not typical of heartworm infection (although he does still have them) and scanned his heart. He found clots. 😭 He said it could be caused by ingesting mold or bacteria while scavenging for food. They've got him on blood thinner to see if that will help.
There is also some concern that his liver isn't doing well. They are going to syringe feed him in the morning and test his blood again to check those levels.
We won't know until after testing if any of this is reversible or treatable, so we wait. 😭😭😭
I am hoping for the best, but preparing for the worst. If the news tomorrow is not good I will take his plushy bed and favorite treats to the hospital and send him off with all my love. If he's treatable, but unable to travel then I have a temporary foster home lined up until either I can come back or a friend brings him to me. If by some miracle he's able to journey home with me tomorrow that would be excellent news, but I don't think it's likely.
My heart is heavy, but I would like to thank all of you for taking this journey with me and this sweet fella. I hope tomorrow is not the end, but if it is I take great comfort in knowing that I won't be grieving alone. ❤️