Sorry that my first post here will be so depressing, but you seem like a nice community of helpful people, and many desperate Google searches have led me to this site recently.
I got the call today to say my 7y/o mini lop (age estimated as she was a rescue) has heart disease.
About a week ago, my boyfriend and I noticed Buffy was breathing too fast, sneezing a bit, and being less active than usual, so we got her to our local rabbit-savvy vet ASAP. The vet initially gave gave us 1 week of Baytril to try in case it was snuffles, and told us to come back for X-rays if her breathing didn’t get better.
It didn’t get better, so she was sedated and X-rayed yesterday. Two rabbit savvy vets were at the clinic yesterday and both looked at her scans without seeing anything obviously wrong. But they were still concerned about her breathing, so they sent her X-rays to a pet radiologist.
Overnight we felt weightless, like maybe she was okay after all, but then this afternoon, we got that call no one wants.
Buffy’s heart is mildly swollen (enlarged but within the range of normal sizes for bunny hearts) and there is a small amount of fluid in her lungs. She has heart disease.
They seem to think we’ve caught it early, especially because the (very experienced) vets didn’t notice any of this on the X-rays themselves, and the specialist had to catch it, so hopefully we have a few months left with her. We just picked up her meds — 0.3mls per day of Flusapex (a diuretic) to hopefully reduce fluid in her lungs. We have a check-in with the vet again next Wednesday morning to see if it’s working.
Unfortunately the vet who was available to give me the news today was not a rabbit savvy member of the clinic staff, so I have a lot of questions left unanswered.
Does anyone here have experience with rabbits who’ve suffered from heart disease? How long did you have with them after diagnosis? What was their quality of life like? Were treatments helpful — if so, how long before you started seeing the effects? Any tricks or tips to help the bun be more comfortable?
And for anyone who’s lost a bun to sickness, how do you deal with anticipatory grief? I lost my boy to a swift and shocking bout of stasis — devastating, but sudden. I want to enjoy every moment I have left with Buffy. Instead, I feel like I’m drowning in grief already, and that’s not how I want our last time together to be.
Thank you in advance for any help or advice you can offer.
