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Please pray for Tuxie... it doesn't look like he's going to make it.
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Laurie, I truly hope and pray that Tuxie makes it through this! You, Gary and Tuxie are in my thoughts and prayers.
Sending Tuxie lots of healing vibes and good wishes, and you and Gary lots of hugs.
I'm sorry to hear about Tuxie, I just said a prayer for him.
Been offsite for three days so catching up. I am so sorry the news is so bad for Tuxie, and I hope all works out for the best.
Laurie - I'm keeping sweet Tuxie in my thoughts. I've been thinking about him over the weekend and am still sending tons of healing vibes his way.
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THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for all your thoughts and prayers headed Tuxie's way. I'm afraid to jinx all this fabulous board magic by saying this, because he's not out of the woods yet, but it's beginning to look like a miracle may be happening.
Gary and I both ended up spending the night with him at the vets. He was in critical care hooked up to the IV. At around 9:00ish the hospital was a mad-house, so one of the vet techs capped the IV so we could take him into a quiet room to see if he would eat or needed to go to the bathroom. He did both! We fed him Science Diet a/d, the stuff they tube feed animals that need to gain weight. He ate a little, not a lot. They suggested we wait another five or so hours before feeding him again.
At 2:30 he was RAVENOUS (I mean compared to how he's been eating the past week). He not only ate several tablespoonfuls of the a/d, he ate about a teaspoon of kitten kibble.
His vet showed up at around 7:00 the next morning. None of us were sure whether or not to leave Tuxie on the IV or bring him home. The place obviously completely stresses him out - but the intravenous fluids were obviously helping to make him feel good enough to eat. We decided to bring him home.
Saturday he basically didn't move all day. He sat on his pillow under the cat tree (near the litter box). We put food and water near him. He ate a lick or two of the a/d, but did use the litterbox a lot (must have been all those fluids). But he wouldn't even lie down comfortably - just sat there on all fours with his head hanging. I spent a good part of the day and evening just sitting in front of him, eyes closed, "talking" to him. Telling him what a good boy he his, what a strong fighter he's been, how many people out there were pulling for him - and he's fought this hard for this long all with the wrong approach and made it so far - he just needed to fight a few more days before the proper meds should help do their work. "Just keep fighting a little while longer, Tuxie, just keep fighting." We were so, so scared though - with his head just hanging there, his eyes dull - no interest in anything - basically unaware of anything going on around him.
I got up every 1 1/2 hours Saturday night to put food in front of him. At 3:00am he started to eat a little. A couple of licks of a/d. A couple of several different kind of treats. (I had squirted him with his vitamins and given him his doxy earlier in the evening).
Sunday he started eating up a storm. I gave him his doxy & vitamins in the morning. He ate very small amounts - but he ate each time we put something in front of him. With the wet food I had to put my finger in it and touch it to his lip before he'd start to eat out of the bowl, but he ate.
By Sunday night there was some brightness back in his eyes, though he still hadn't walked more than from his pillow to the litterbox. And he still just sat there with his head hanging.
I got up every 1 1/2 hours all night last night, and just kept at it.
When I came down this morning to get him into the crate for the vet - he'd actually curled up on the pillow.
We took him to the vet first thing this morning. He'd gained an ounce - and HIS HEMATOCRIT WENT UP A PERCENTAGE POINT TO 13!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Doc had been so afraid that his systems were shutting down and that it was not reversible. Doc said this morning - he's changing his "status" on Tuxedo from "there's little hope he'll make it" to "don't get your expectations up, but go ahead and hope," and right now I can totally live with that. They gave him some sub-cutaneous fluids to help him feel better. We came home and was uninterested in food for hours. He just slept (in that sitting/head hanging position), and we didn't wake him. But we were sitting in the kitchen chatting - and in walks Tuxedo! "Meow! I'm hungry!" We fed him some a/d which he ate (after touching it to his lip). We fed him some baby food (chicken and gravy). We fed him some shrimp (we're still under orders to feed him anything he'll eat - within reason, of course). He ate a few pieces of kitten kibble, then headed back to sleep. We had to run out for errands - and when I unlocked the door - who was up and eating on his own? Tuxedo! He looked up (a big improvement - noticing what's going on around him) - and he just looked alive again. Not like he's ready to run and jump and play - but his eyes were alive again. More importantly - he went back to eating! (We've placed paper bowls of kitten kibble EVERYWHERE in the house. Spooky and Ming Loy are getting a little fat, but I'd rather have them pudgy with lots of food accesible for Tuxie, and vet agrees).
So - since then, I've seen him get up TWICE and eat a tablespoon or more of kibble on his own. I just keep telling him what a good boy he is, what a strong fighter he is, how loved he is, and how much Daddy needs him.
So... he's not out of the woods yet, but it sure looks like he can get there. The GA specialist says it takes the Doxy about a month to do its work - but it looks like it's already started, and Tuxie now has a fighting chance - and he's fighting, and I can't thank you all enough for helping with what really may be a miracle.
You are all angels.
Gary and I both ended up spending the night with him at the vets. He was in critical care hooked up to the IV. At around 9:00ish the hospital was a mad-house, so one of the vet techs capped the IV so we could take him into a quiet room to see if he would eat or needed to go to the bathroom. He did both! We fed him Science Diet a/d, the stuff they tube feed animals that need to gain weight. He ate a little, not a lot. They suggested we wait another five or so hours before feeding him again.
At 2:30 he was RAVENOUS (I mean compared to how he's been eating the past week). He not only ate several tablespoonfuls of the a/d, he ate about a teaspoon of kitten kibble.
His vet showed up at around 7:00 the next morning. None of us were sure whether or not to leave Tuxie on the IV or bring him home. The place obviously completely stresses him out - but the intravenous fluids were obviously helping to make him feel good enough to eat. We decided to bring him home.
Saturday he basically didn't move all day. He sat on his pillow under the cat tree (near the litter box). We put food and water near him. He ate a lick or two of the a/d, but did use the litterbox a lot (must have been all those fluids). But he wouldn't even lie down comfortably - just sat there on all fours with his head hanging. I spent a good part of the day and evening just sitting in front of him, eyes closed, "talking" to him. Telling him what a good boy he his, what a strong fighter he's been, how many people out there were pulling for him - and he's fought this hard for this long all with the wrong approach and made it so far - he just needed to fight a few more days before the proper meds should help do their work. "Just keep fighting a little while longer, Tuxie, just keep fighting." We were so, so scared though - with his head just hanging there, his eyes dull - no interest in anything - basically unaware of anything going on around him.
I got up every 1 1/2 hours Saturday night to put food in front of him. At 3:00am he started to eat a little. A couple of licks of a/d. A couple of several different kind of treats. (I had squirted him with his vitamins and given him his doxy earlier in the evening).
Sunday he started eating up a storm. I gave him his doxy & vitamins in the morning. He ate very small amounts - but he ate each time we put something in front of him. With the wet food I had to put my finger in it and touch it to his lip before he'd start to eat out of the bowl, but he ate.
By Sunday night there was some brightness back in his eyes, though he still hadn't walked more than from his pillow to the litterbox. And he still just sat there with his head hanging.
I got up every 1 1/2 hours all night last night, and just kept at it.
When I came down this morning to get him into the crate for the vet - he'd actually curled up on the pillow.
We took him to the vet first thing this morning. He'd gained an ounce - and HIS HEMATOCRIT WENT UP A PERCENTAGE POINT TO 13!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Doc had been so afraid that his systems were shutting down and that it was not reversible. Doc said this morning - he's changing his "status" on Tuxedo from "there's little hope he'll make it" to "don't get your expectations up, but go ahead and hope," and right now I can totally live with that. They gave him some sub-cutaneous fluids to help him feel better. We came home and was uninterested in food for hours. He just slept (in that sitting/head hanging position), and we didn't wake him. But we were sitting in the kitchen chatting - and in walks Tuxedo! "Meow! I'm hungry!" We fed him some a/d which he ate (after touching it to his lip). We fed him some baby food (chicken and gravy). We fed him some shrimp (we're still under orders to feed him anything he'll eat - within reason, of course). He ate a few pieces of kitten kibble, then headed back to sleep. We had to run out for errands - and when I unlocked the door - who was up and eating on his own? Tuxedo! He looked up (a big improvement - noticing what's going on around him) - and he just looked alive again. Not like he's ready to run and jump and play - but his eyes were alive again. More importantly - he went back to eating! (We've placed paper bowls of kitten kibble EVERYWHERE in the house. Spooky and Ming Loy are getting a little fat, but I'd rather have them pudgy with lots of food accesible for Tuxie, and vet agrees).
So - since then, I've seen him get up TWICE and eat a tablespoon or more of kibble on his own. I just keep telling him what a good boy he is, what a strong fighter he is, how loved he is, and how much Daddy needs him.
So... he's not out of the woods yet, but it sure looks like he can get there. The GA specialist says it takes the Doxy about a month to do its work - but it looks like it's already started, and Tuxie now has a fighting chance - and he's fighting, and I can't thank you all enough for helping with what really may be a miracle.
You are all angels.
Laurie that is fabulous news! Tuxie is such a strong boy, such a fighter. I'll be keeping him in my thoughts and sending him strength.
That is wonderful news..keeping him in my thoughts,
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That is great news. Sweet Tuxie...keep getting stronger little furchild :
Dexter & Sadie send healing head butts to you Tuxie.
Dexter & Sadie send healing head butts to you Tuxie.
Stupendous, Laurie!! That is so good. Keeping your lovely brave boy in my thoughts and prayers -- you guys, too!
That's so good to hear!!!!!!!!!
Tuxie's a fighter! Sending more love and prayers your way for Tuxie's continued improvement!!!
Oh Laurie, what wonderful news!!
Yay Tuxie!!
I'll continue to keep you all in my thoughts, and sending strength and healing vibes Tuxie's way!
That poor boy! He's been through so much! I know he's just got to pull through this! Keeping the get well vibes strong from me and the clan here in Iowa!!!
Comeon boy you can kick this!!!!!!!!!
Comeon boy you can kick this!!!!!!!!!
Laurie, this is fantastic!
You're such a brave, strong boy, Tuxie! You remain in my prayers, and I know you'll feel completely well very soon!
Wonderful news! I know that 'on fours' position well - Persil adopted it at Christmas when she was so sick, and it is pitiful to see them and not know how to help. But you are doing a great job though it must be incredibly draining. Hope it all continues upwards.
I just read this. I am so glad that Tuxie is on an upward tend. I can relate to the roller coaster ride being as I had a baby that I nursed back from near death from fatty liver disease. My thoughts and prayers will be with your family and your sweet tuxie!
Laurie, what wonderful news
. Each little step along the way must give your hearts such a lift. I'm keeping your lovely Tuxie and his wonderful humans in my thoughts
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IT LOOKS LIKE BOARD MAGIC WORKED A MIRACLE! The vet is convinced a miracle has taken place, and so are we. I truly belive Tuxie wouldn't have made it without your thoughts and prayers.
And to all of you that have had to battle diseases where kitty needed to eat to survive but wouldn't, you have my deepest respect.
Long story short - we took Tuxie to the vet Thursday morning as per instructions, and while we'd seen a little bit of improvement in his "perkiness" and eating, we did not expect the incredible news. He'd gained a lot of weight - almost three ounces a day - to 7 pounds 13 ounces!!!!!!!!! His hematocrit was an unbelievable 22!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Doc couldn't believe it, and the entire animal hospital was jumping for joy. Everyone was hugging everyone, Gary and I were crying, and everyone was SO PROUD of Tuxie. The vet admitted that he really thought Tuxie's systems were in the process of shutting down, and despite his little uptick Monday morning, he never, never expected anything like this.
The original test for hemobart last year came back negative. Apparently a more sensitive test has been developed in the past year. The results were supposed to be back Thursday, but they weren't. So if there are little beasties chewing up his red blood cells, the doxy's working. If there aren't, we have no idea why the doxy's working, but your prayers, vibes and good will definitely helped pull him through.
He's only come upstairs once, but we're not encouraging it. The less activity he has, the more weight he can gain and the less red blood cells he'll chew up. BUT he has resumed his perch at the top of the cat tree - and today when we were feeding him a bit of shrimp, there was a small piece he seemed he didn't want to eat. Shelly sauntered over and was going to nab it - and Tuxie reached out, blammed him on the head multiple times, quick as lightening. Our fighter boy is fiesty enough to make a stand for what is his.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for helping making this happen for him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And to all of you that have had to battle diseases where kitty needed to eat to survive but wouldn't, you have my deepest respect.
Long story short - we took Tuxie to the vet Thursday morning as per instructions, and while we'd seen a little bit of improvement in his "perkiness" and eating, we did not expect the incredible news. He'd gained a lot of weight - almost three ounces a day - to 7 pounds 13 ounces!!!!!!!!! His hematocrit was an unbelievable 22!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Doc couldn't believe it, and the entire animal hospital was jumping for joy. Everyone was hugging everyone, Gary and I were crying, and everyone was SO PROUD of Tuxie. The vet admitted that he really thought Tuxie's systems were in the process of shutting down, and despite his little uptick Monday morning, he never, never expected anything like this.
The original test for hemobart last year came back negative. Apparently a more sensitive test has been developed in the past year. The results were supposed to be back Thursday, but they weren't. So if there are little beasties chewing up his red blood cells, the doxy's working. If there aren't, we have no idea why the doxy's working, but your prayers, vibes and good will definitely helped pull him through.
He's only come upstairs once, but we're not encouraging it. The less activity he has, the more weight he can gain and the less red blood cells he'll chew up. BUT he has resumed his perch at the top of the cat tree - and today when we were feeding him a bit of shrimp, there was a small piece he seemed he didn't want to eat. Shelly sauntered over and was going to nab it - and Tuxie reached out, blammed him on the head multiple times, quick as lightening. Our fighter boy is fiesty enough to make a stand for what is his.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for helping making this happen for him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HOORAY!!!!
