Sunday, September 16, 2007

The hits just keep coming...

So last Monday I had to take Jebabba to the vet - something is going on with him. After eating less and less food all week, he started vomiting Saturday morning. I called the vet, and thankfully she was in. It was too late to take him up (it's an hour and a half away, and they were closing soon), but we talked over the phone for a while. Decided to take him off the antibiotic, since after 5 days, he should have been getting better, not worse, if it was going to help. Took him down to 1/3 of the pred he was getting, and she told me to come in to see her Sunday night (at the Lupron clinic).

He threw up again last night after I gave him his pred in the evening, so I didn't even bother to give it to him this morning. What's the good of treating his IBD if he can't even keep food down because of the meds? This morning he started whimpering a bit if I moved him too quickly or pressed on his stomach. She did an ultrasound and couldn't find anything obvious, though she said his stomach feels funny.

Anyway, we decided to take him off all oral medications since he stresses so much about taking anything orally. He's on pred, famotidine (pepcid), and Compazine (anti-emetic), all via sub-q shots. I hope this actually works. I have a very bad feeling about this though - I've had it since last night. And every other time I've had that feeling, I've lost the ferret within a week or two. He still has lots of energy to fight meds and food, but not for anything else.

I take him back in Wednesday for a follow-up so she can see how he's doing.

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As I finished typing that last sentence, he started throwing up again. He cried when he was dry heaving. I tried to help him, but what can you do when a ferret is throwing up? Not much other than try to talk to them and hope they even want you there. God, I hate this so much. I feel so helpless. All I can do is give him his meds and hope they work. I don't know if I'm making him feel any better or if he even wants me around. At least with Cheeba I knew that he was happy in my lap when he cuddled with me so much in the last months of his life. But Jebabba isn't a cuddler, and he isn't a lap ferret. I feel useless, completely useless.


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