Hi everyone! First of all, I’d like to apologize for being so scarce these last few years. It seems like I only post here when something is wrong. I love you guys and miss talking with you, but my life has just been so crazy!
That being said, something is dreadfully wrong with my Peter. We’ve spent the last three weeks fighting stasis -yes, three weeks! He’s been to the vet twice and gotten sub-Q fluids both times. He’s been on Metaclopramide and Loxicom every day, and he’s been yo-yo-ing between getting better and getting worse. Unfortunately the Christmas and New Year’s holidays the vet has been taking have not helped. He has now lost weight. My entire month has been dedicated almost solely to pestering Peter and encouraging him to eat and drink. I come home in the middle of the day to offer him pellet water (about 75% water, 15% Oxbow pellets) which is the only way I can get him to drink. I’ve had a camera on him 24/7 while I’m at work and sleeping so that later I can find out whether or not he’s been eating properly. Since the camera needs light in order to record, I’ve been sleeping on the couch in the living room this entire time…and waking up every two or three hours to reset the camera because it only records three hours at a time.
Basically, I’m about to go insane. But even more than that, Peter has now manifested two more symptoms:
1. Last night he had mushy stools, along with some normal-ish ones. And yes, I’m sure they’re stools and not cecals. I’m not positive, but I think this may be related to the fact that I’ve been giving him so much pellet water in attempt to keep him hydrated. Our maybe it’s Coccidia or something, I don’t know.
2. And more ominous…I’ve noticed gradually that his eyes are bulging, but only when he lowers his head. And they bulge a good deal too, the whites of his eyes are prominent and you can see his third eyelid.
Having done done research on that symptom, I am terrified at what is suggested. I want to know what you all think. Could it be anything other than Thymomas?
I will be bringing him to the vet day after tomorrow on my day off. I can only anticipate that they will want to do an x-ray. Peter is ten years old. I am beginning to worry that I am in my last days with him.