Evenin’ folks. Didn’t get back from thevets until almost 7:00 p.m. So we had dinner and Luke’s heading to bed.
Abby is still with us. I wish I could understand more of what thevet was saying, but here’s what I caught. She was dehydrated, which we knew. So they sedated her to do blood work and gave her some fluids. It was a progressive thing, depending on the blood work, we’d decided whether or not to go with the x-rays.
The blood work show several high levels. I can’t translate them all. Her lymph counts were high. Her “sugar” (or whatever they call it in cats) was high and her red blood cell counts were low. But he indicated that none of them were abnormally high. He didn’t find any obstructions through a general exam. And he said that the leg has a mass of scar tissue, but is otherwise fine.
So while I don’t understand it all, there’s enough in the blood levels to cause concern. He said it could be the beginnings of lymphoma either in the liver or the intestines. Or it could just be an infection (although her temp was normal).
So, he gave her a steroid shot and put her on an antibiotic. We’re to watch her over the next 48-72 hours. If she’s not better, then it’s decision time and the decision will not be the happy one. He was inclined to agree that there’s no need to do a series of tests and possible surgeries for a cat her age.
She’s still rather sedated. But she did manage to crawl out of her crate and get into her bed.
Poor old girl.
I bet she’s glad to be home...
Hugs for Miss Abbycat, she’s home and can rest. Now, Corin, you get some rest, too. OB & LSA
Poor Abby... What a lot go go through. :-\ Hope the antibiotics and steroid do the trick for her.
Poor kitteh. Our Sadie is ailing also, slower and slower each day. She’s been getting mentally lost, too. She’ll wander off in her own little world. She ignores our calls but nearly jumps out of her pelt when we touch her collar. “Wuuuh! Who are you and why are you touching me????” she’s a sweetheart, though. And she’s held on much longer than I thought. I will be *very* sad to see her go.