Or, when I think we may be near the end, death watch.
I thought we were there with DaNiece today. I worried about this weekend, what if she got really bad? I told Brian if she didn't turn around by next week, we might start considering...well, the end.
She seemed fine this morning, she had a jar of baby food (turned her nose up at cat food), she got her prednisilone. An hour later she got her metronidazole, then her thyroid med. As the day wore on, she started crashing. She was wobbly, she was having a hard time lifting her head, it was scary. I could tell she wanted to drink, she'd sit by the water and do nothing.
She's been getting fluids at night, just 60cc. She came in at one point and I did the pinch test on her neck. Dehydrated. She was dehydrated. I know this stuff, but I looked up the symptoms again. And all but one fit. Around one this afternoon, she got fluids. An hour ago, she started perking up.
She'll be getting more fluids tonight. And we'll see how she's doing tomorrow, I might give her two tomorrow as well. And longer. Because it's hot here. And she's got diarrhea. Since it was a month ago today that she last saw the vet and had a bunch of tests run, I'm not worried about heart problems. Miss Elizabeth got 120cc at one sitting every day. I'm sure
DaNiece can handle 60cc twice a day. At least until after she gets over this hump.I can't believe she's doing this much better in just four hours.
This brings back memories of Annie. She was getting 60cc a day, but she didn't make it. And the vet tried to find a vein to give her the sedative, her blood was really thick. Because she was so dehydrated. I don't want that to happen to Neecy, not if I can help it.
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