He was pretty hungry this morning because I pulled all food up last night (Lorelei’s spay appointment is today). I gave him a piece of chicken, which he threw up while I was gone to the vet. He didn’t puke all night. I’m wondering what the trigger might be.
Anyway, today is the third full day of his meds and I really think they’re helping him. He still gets his l-Lysine in baby food in the morning. I stopped the bone meal because the acupuncturist of Ciara’s said bone meal was garbage. He said it’s heated so many times and at such a high heat before it’s pulverized, it loses any thing in it that might be effective. I did start adding a fish oil capsule to the food, though. I just started that last week. At first I tested it to see if he’d eat it and he lapped the oil off of my fingers. He liked it, so now he’s getting it on a daily basis.
He lapped up some diluted goat’s milk, then I gave him the rest of the can of A/D from yesterday (I heated it a little) and he finished that. He sat there for a while, then I put him on the back of the chair in the family room. He settled in and I could hear him purring from my spot on the sofa. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him purr that loudly. So, I think he’s feeling pretty good right now.
I was watching him sleep and it looks like it’s not hurting him so much. Last week, it seemed that it hurt him to swallow (like when you’ve got a sore throat), which could be from those sores the vet said he might get because of the FIV. He’s not doing that right now and he’s also not drooling as much. I caught him washing his face yesterday after he ate, and grooming is always a good sign.
Giving him the drops always used to be such a PITA, but after all the stuff I was giving Ciara, this is a walk in the park. I grab a towel, get Handsome, get on the floor, kneel, then sit back on my feet, put Handsome between my legs, his head facing the same direction as mine, his butt against my feet so he can’t squirm backwards, put the towel around his legs, do a semi-chokehold on his legs and use my other hand, holding the dropper with two fingers, I open his mouth a little with the other fingers and squirt the med in. Then I let him go. He doesn’t hold it against me, thank goodness. The meds won’t have a chance to work if I don’t give them to him.
