Ted is home from the vet and spent the first few hours holding onto my shoulder and sitting on my chest, leaning into me and alternately yowling and purring hard. The x-rays show a very small stone in his kidney, not enough to cause blockage so we believe it is in the ureter. Since surgery on the ureter isn't feasible because even with micro-surgery the resultant scarring also causes blockage, all we can do is give copious fluids. Although he's been tempted by non-vet dry food over the past few days, now he isn't and won't eat salmon, turkey breast or Fancy Feast. He was force fed at the vet's and I gave him another just now. I've force fed 6 cats before, and never had to wrap any of them. Ted had to be wrapped, and I had to put hydrogen peroxide on my shoulder wounds after he escaped at the end of the feeding! He's now on my lap, having forgiven me. At least he was feeling well enough to give himself a good wash after feeding - I'll take comfort in such a small sign.
He looked so awful before I fed him, and he fights the pilling and feeding so hard that I wonder if I am doing the right thing. If we don't win this battle, that's a horrible way for him to live the last few weeks of his life.
I will post photos as soon as I've figured out some glitches in my computer.
Thank you for everyone's positive thoughts and good wishes. Ted is my only "hugging" cat now and I can't imagine being without him.
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