I have not been posting daily updates because it’s been the same-old, same-old. It’s a waiting game. We haven’t got the lab results yet, except for the liver biopsy, which came back clean.
And I haven’t been posting updates because Gracie isn’t eating again. She’s spent nearly the entire week sleeping or lying in the laundry basket upstairs, and not eating. She growled at me twice this week. Gracie never growls. But she’s had more than enough of being poked and prodded. I’m giving her anti-emetic pills, but she hates them, and it’s a fight to get them down her throat. I’ve stopped giving her the antibiotics because the anti-emetics are more important right now. She had antibiotics all weekend at the vet’s. I’m not worried about infection.
She didn’t eat a thing all week. I’ve been giving her the Nutri-cal, but that’s not a good substitute for food. So the vet (new vet, not old one) said to bring her in and he’d probably give her a shot of prednosone. I came home from work, went upstairs, then thought I’d give Gracie one last shot. I took out the canned tunafish and brought it upstairs.
It worked.
She didn’t eat a lot, but she ate, so I’m not taking her to the vet’s today. With luck, I’ll be able to treat her with oral steroids.
And of course, I still haven’t gotten a call back from the old vet. Because they suck.
Really looking forward to picking up Tig and Gracie’s records from them and never setting foot there again.
No worries Meryl.
Your my most favorite Blogger. Just be yourself – regardless of the fact that you will be a year older in six days… ;)
John
heh… the above post should have gone to the ‘Past Perfect’ thread.
Tuna is definitely the kitty equivalent of chicken soup and wonder drugs.
Another feline fishy wonder drug is old lox. The more borderline, the better.
Oh yes. Happy 40th. ;-D
chsw
I still swear by Gerber’s chicken. Whatever. And whatever works. Go Meryl! Go Gracie!
You’re 40????? C’est n’est-ce pas possible! You seem like a spring chick(en).
Shouldn’t that be Prednisone?
I have said a prayer for Gracie !!
Anonymous coward: If you say so.
Regardless, she just ate a lot (for her) of tunafish for breakfast, and then gave me her normal purr—the deep, throaty kind, not that half-assed purr I’ve been getting—so we are much happier this morning.
She’s still nauseous, but tuna seems to trump the bad tummy.