Finally Home

I'm finally home again, as of Sunday night. Mom and I left Florida Saturday morning, and had a stop-over near Charlotte, NC Saturday night. We almost ended up not stopping and driving straight though instead. Steve called around 4:30 Saturday afternoon because Cheeba was throwing up and pawing at his mouth. Another ulcer outbreak. The emergency vet hospital called in a prescription for Amoxi & Carafate to the CVS around the corner of our house. Steve ran over to pick it up and start Cheeba on the regiment right away. Cheeba hasn't had any more vomiting episodes, and he's pigging out on baby food, so hopefully he's improving.

I'm getting concerned about the frequency of his ulcer episodes. I'm sure that the prednisolone is exacerbating an already touchy situation, but without the pred, his blood glucose levels will be all over the place. I have Cimetidine to give him. This is supposed to get rid of excess stomach acid, but he gets so stressed when I give it to him - gagging, pawing at his mouth, etc - that I'm afraid to. It's compounded, but he still seems to hate it. I'm worried that at some point his ulcers are going to perforate, and I'm going to lose him.

Sophie had a low blood sugar episode Sunday evening. We brought her out of it fairly easily, but Steve says she's been a little lethargic lately. We upped her pred that evening, and she seems to be doing better now. We hadn't upped it in about 5 months, so it's not surprising that we needed to now.

I'm sorry if my post seems somewhat scattered - it's a reflection of my thoughts. Mom left this morning to go up to her parents' house near Buffalo, and this is the first time since everything happened that I haven't had family around. It's kind of...strange. It makes everything more real. At least I have my fuzzies with me again - they and Steve will help me through this.

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ferret, ferrets, Ulcers