Hello everyone--as I type with one claw, Tommy readies Perry for a trip to doctor. Right now he's curled up by Tommy's pillow and I know His Royal Cranky-ness doesn't feel good. In fact, to be honest, friends, Tommy and I both thought Perry wouldn't be here with us this morning.
We had a good weekend. Perry even fought Perry for pizza yesterday afternoon. Then last night, something happened. Tommy doesn't know what (I was sleep under the bed) Perry acted like he couldn't move, and had muscle spasms. Tommy thought stroke, seizures (I don't know what those are, but Tommy is scared) Tommy held Perry through some of the night, until he wanted down. I was with them both. I stayed on Tommy's legs so she couldn't move.
This morning, Perry was curled in the kitty bed. Tommy loved on him. He seemed alert and she brought him to her bed. Well, while she was talking to the doctor's office, Perry pulled himself to Tommy's pillow and curled there.He did look at Tommy when she opened the can of treats--but it was empty. Perry seems more like himself than he did last night---but Tommy says Perry's got to go to the doctor.
And I agree.
Please say more prayers.
Hello everyone---Tommy here. It's about 9PM as I write this and my Perry One is on the blankee beside me. He doesn't feel good at all. He's so tire and weak. This is such a change from last night. Oh, friends, I just knew I was going to lose my Perry through the night. About 8pm last night, he couldn't move, and his paws just jerked. I knew each breath would be his last. At 11:15pm, I put on my sweats, scooped him up and carried him around our back yard. There was a chill in the air, but I didn't care. Perry wanted to get down. So he dragged himself around the yard--so much trouble walking.
When I put him on my shoulder, he felt like brick. I heard a felt purr. I just held him. Talked to him. Told him if he needs to leave, it'll be OK. While I held him in bed, Noir--who really is a younger Perry stood gaurd. He sniifed Perry, and really didn't leave our side.
Longer story short, the vet took xrays--no tumors, and Perry's heart and lungs were good. Until he took more blood he thought Perry might be diabetic.He's not. Plus Perry's temp was normal. I told the vet about the antibiotics--that I really think he reacted to it. Because two hours after I gave him some, Perry became imobile and quiet. I heard not a meow--which is unlike him. Perry has a bad bladder infection and overall infection that the vet says we need to get under control. He needs to eat and drink more. Perry got an IV, and some fluids. I need to drop him off in the morning so he can see him and maybe take the catherter out of his arm....and my Perry One has a read bandage around.
Ahh...Edie is meowing and he just lifted his head. Last night I got about 3 hours of sleep. I wonder if Perry got any. I was so scared last night. He just lie there...So for tonight, I've made up his own little hospital room--which will be where I have the PC.
I have the food by him and the poo box on the other side of the room--clean and fresh. And the bed he curled in last night, all laundered. Do I admit, I have a little night light in here, so I can peak in at him? I just want him to get some rest with out the others bothering him....and now Perry is meowing. He so wants to get up--he's fighting sleep. I promised him, when we went out side tonight, I would hold him while I watchced my DVR of Dancing With the Stars....he liked that..So that's what I'm going to do...
Thank you EVERYONE....I'll keep you posted...