Truffpuff
Mama Doe
I’m a bit on my own so for some sanity I feel like I just needed to post because I don’t know what’s right anymore and I just keep getting upset.
Monday evening I noticed Truffle picked at dinner but wasn’t really bothered to much, when ever I looked at him in the night via bun cam he didn’t do much. So I booked an appointment Tuesday morning and knew everyone would think I was mental but I just knew he was about to go into stasis again and while he would still at least pick at herbs and not on hunger strike.
Vet could feel good guts and poops but felt one side had bigger poops and said it might be the big ones are slow to exit so slowing the passing of poop more and why I only saw teeny hard ones that morning. So have gut stimulants to help everything move. Four large poops have passed Monday night.
But the yesterday he decided he was done trying and won’t sniff any food stuffs and I exhausted all my usual tricks, so I had to do what I was hoping to avoid by early diagnosis, Critical Care. He did no poop yesterday so vet said if nothing in the morning he (and Luther) will have to be hospitalised. There was some small amount of hard tacky poops in the tray this morning and stuck on his butt fluff. So vet said carry on but feed every 2-3 hours so I am.
When he moves around he looks normal but when he sits or stays still he looks miserable and just rocks from his own heart beat. He occasionally today has done a weird stretching out with his neck like a person wanting to burp....but I know they can’t :-/
I’m just so lost on what’s best, continue at home where he’s more comfortable and keep freaking out at weird things he does and how sad he is, or take him in to do what I’m doing but there’s vets there but risk more stress and potentially the bond because both won’t like being left I doubt.
Apologies for the essay, I just needed to let it out because I’m home alone and a worrier.
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Monday evening I noticed Truffle picked at dinner but wasn’t really bothered to much, when ever I looked at him in the night via bun cam he didn’t do much. So I booked an appointment Tuesday morning and knew everyone would think I was mental but I just knew he was about to go into stasis again and while he would still at least pick at herbs and not on hunger strike.
Vet could feel good guts and poops but felt one side had bigger poops and said it might be the big ones are slow to exit so slowing the passing of poop more and why I only saw teeny hard ones that morning. So have gut stimulants to help everything move. Four large poops have passed Monday night.
But the yesterday he decided he was done trying and won’t sniff any food stuffs and I exhausted all my usual tricks, so I had to do what I was hoping to avoid by early diagnosis, Critical Care. He did no poop yesterday so vet said if nothing in the morning he (and Luther) will have to be hospitalised. There was some small amount of hard tacky poops in the tray this morning and stuck on his butt fluff. So vet said carry on but feed every 2-3 hours so I am.
When he moves around he looks normal but when he sits or stays still he looks miserable and just rocks from his own heart beat. He occasionally today has done a weird stretching out with his neck like a person wanting to burp....but I know they can’t :-/
I’m just so lost on what’s best, continue at home where he’s more comfortable and keep freaking out at weird things he does and how sad he is, or take him in to do what I’m doing but there’s vets there but risk more stress and potentially the bond because both won’t like being left I doubt.
Apologies for the essay, I just needed to let it out because I’m home alone and a worrier.
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