I had to leave Pidge there. :( Dr. Lee took an x-ray and she had blockage near her rectum and also another huge mass further up but he feels that the huge mass is a hairball. He tried his best to remove the blockage near her rectum but she really carried on so he gave her half an enema and he said that she strained some and managed to get some of it out. He's going to give her another half enema to try to get the rest. If it doesn't work, he'll have to put a tube up there and flush her out and he doesn't want to do that due to her age and her cardiomyopathy.
I miscalculated her age; my little green-eyed lady is 20 1/2. I was behind a year. I was just about to ask Dr. Lee if he thought it was megacolon and he must have read my thoughts because he said "I don't think it's megacolon. It's just very typical of older cats to become constipated and if they can't go, then it upsets their stomach and they vomit". If that's all it is, then I can give her Metamucil or whatever he recommends. I wanted to see her before I left because, at her age, well, we just never know. She let me give her some chin scritchies and then she turned around completely and turned her back to me. She clearly was miserable and she wanted to do her thing, poor girl. He told me that he felt it was ok to take her home but he said "Do you want to take her after giving her an enema?" and I said "Um, that's a no-brainer, Dr. Lee" and he let out a real belly laugh. So. He didn't seem too concerned so I'm going to just leave it in God's and Dr. Lee's hands. He said "She'll probably need a bath when she goes home". No. Really? LOL I took 3 towels w/me and a deodorized trash bag and she messed on all 3 towels on the way there. My car smells delightful after Coco vomiting on the way home and Pidge w/her diarrhea. I guess all I can do is sell my car now. ;)
So, that's it. He told me to call between 8:30 and 9:00 AM tomorrow and he'll let me know when she can go home. Coco Puff is still sitting in the middle of the hallway. Sigh. This has been a brutal day. I drove there on fumes, praying the whole way that I wouldn't run out of gas. I just didn't want to stress Pidge out any longer than necessary by stopping to gas up. A semi to my left decided to cut across two lanes of traffic right in front of me, no signal, no warning. Thank goodness I have good brakes. Plus it was sleeting and the temp dropped to 36. I was dressed only in a velour jogging suit and a light jacket and I had to get gas on the way home. I have heated car seats, though, so I was ok. I'm going to get in the Jacuzzi and soak and be prepared for whatever tomorrow brings.
Thanx for your good wishes and prayers, friends. Pidge and Raoul Boop and I all appreciate it a lot. :love: At least all this didn't happen on a weekend as it usually does. :p