Prays coming that you remain calm for Pidgelet and that it is only a thyroid problem.
Prays for Pidgelet to remain calm while the white coats are just trying to help you.
Prays coming that you remain calm for Pidgelet and that it is only a thyroid problem.
Prays for Pidgelet to remain calm while the white coats are just trying to help you.
{{{{hugs}}}}
Well, it wouldn't be only a thyroid problem; it would be that the thyroid is contributing to the congestive heart failure. But if it is thyroid, it's treatable and that would keep her from developing CHF. And I thank you for the prayers. We'll take 'em! :) And the hugs, too, Candace. ;)
We're continuing to think positive thoughts here! :)
(((hugs))) I am so sorry to hear about your baby. Praying really hard for good news.
Come on, Pidgelet!! We're all rooting for you! (and you, too, Mary):love:
That's what I was thinking, that it should be alot of pee and on Oct. 17 you wrote:
and I know she wasn't yet on the Lasix at this point but I figured her pee in the box would/should be alot more now that she is on it. Do you think it's possible that she could have crystals or a URI as well? If she could get rid of the fluid comfortably and regularly, it might help her feel better with her lungs and with her bladder. If the Lasix isn't able to do it's job, then the fluid build up might be making her feel panicky.Quote:
She went into a litterbox and peed a little, then went into another litterbox and let out a weird meow.
She may not have an issue with peeing but you mentioned that it's less than normal and now it should be more than normal and it's not. Maybe Dr. Lee could do a urinalysis while she is under anesthesia?
Prayers and {{{great big HUGS}}} going out.
p.s. Maybe buy some freshly baked pumpkin bread at the store. That could be the first item on your list. ;) Can't go wrong with that, though home made is probably better.
The CREW and I have Pidgelet and you in our prayers. These times are always hard and we hope that she is comfortable and recovering.
Dr. Lee called after the ultrasound and ekg. He said that the Lasix is apparently doing its job because her lungs are clear. He said that the mass that we saw on her x-ray last week is gone, so he thinks it may have been fluid starting to build up. Now that's scary! Her heart rate today was 268, which is high, but when I told him that it was at 360 on Saturday, he said "What??? Are you sure?" I said "She did a reading 4 times to be sure". I told him how labored her breathing was and that her tongue was hanging out and that she was wailing and that's why I hung up and went to Dr. B because time was of the essence. He said "You'd better believe time was of the essence. She was on her way out! That's the kind of behavior you do when you're dying!" So. I feel vindicated in being so upset on Friday w/the receptionist at his office because, had I waited, Pidge would not be here.
He said "The more I talk to you, the more I believe that she was in tachycardia. The blood work will tell me whether or not it's due to hyperthyroidism". I was to go in to pick her up at 4:00 but he asked that I wait until 5:30 because the blood work will be back by then and he'll be able to go over everything w/me and show me the x-rays and ekg. I also asked that a urine test be done to check for crystals and/or a URI, Lara, because what you said makes sense. What would I do w/out you??? I asked a tech if the Lasix should make Pidge pee more and she said "Yes, it should, why?" and I told her that her puddles in the litterbox are smaller, not larger. She said "Hmmm, that's strange. I think you're right to ask for urine testing".
So I can see that this day is going to be a 4 figure one but, heck, I would've spent that on Puddy anyhow, so what's the dif? I'm really starting to look like a cat lady, though. I was going to buy a few new fall items of clothing because I really haven't bought any clothes in quite a while, just some summer things and it's getting too chilly to wear them. Looks like I'll have to make do for a while. Y'know, if Dr. Lee would tell me that she's hyperthyroid, it would make my day. Of course, I don't want her to have that either but it's better than cardiomyopathy, which he straight up told me that he hasn't ruled out yet.
Sorry to go on so much but I thought that I'd update you so that you wouldn't have this to read plus what he has to tell me this evening. Prayers are still appreciated. As for the pumpkin bread, I bought a slice of pumpkin cake w/cream cheese. It was so sweet, I ate 3 bites and couldn't finish it. Pomtzu made me think about nothing else ever since she told me she was baking some. :)
PM me your address and I'll send you a couple - and mine aren't sickening sweet! I'll be doing more baking in earnest in a couple of weeks when I get back from vacation!
That's good news so far about Pidge - no fluid in her lungs and the mass is gone. Lucky Pidge that you got her help in time. Hopefully you'll get more promising news when you pick her up later. Fingers, toes, paws, wiskers - all crossed here!! :)
We're all in there praying and chanting and dancing and sending our healing energies along to dear Pidgelet.
Love from us
Well, it's the worst possible news. Pidge isn't hyperthyroid; she has hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. In a nutshell, Dr. Lee said "Your cat could die at any time, even tonight. She's a ticking time bomb." To add to it, her kidneys are bad, so he can't put her on subQ's because she needs Lasix to keep the fluids out. He put her on a beta blocker, too. Here's the worst part of this whole day: I felt like I had been punched in the stomach; I couldn't even cry. So when I left I didn't notice that Dr. Lee hadn't signed the prescriptions! So when I got to my pharmacy, they wouldn't fill anything. So Pidge has no Lasix, only one prescription that Dr. Lee called in. The other prescription that she needed, he wrote two separate doses. One said to give her 1/4 tablet once a day, the other said 1/4 tablet 4 times a day. The pharmacist said to me "This is inexcusable. Does he not know how to write a Rx? I will not take responsibility for killing your cat w/an overdose." So of course, Dr. Lee's clinic was closed by the time all this transpired, so all I could do was leave him a voice mail. Pidge has one Rx to see her through tonight and according to the pharmacist, it should hold her over until she can get some Lasix in the morning. She won't have any tonight. When Dr. Lee picks up that voice mail, he's going to need asbestos earmuffs to listen to it, I was so bloody angry! I paid a huge sum of money to be told that my cat is going to die, only to find out that he wasn't even attentive enough to write a proper Rx to keep her comfortable tonight. To say I'm angry is a gross understatement. He and I WILL talk tomorrow, I guarantee it!