Anne&Muffin (GA)
Member Since 2010
Yesterday
Dr called at 6am with radiologist report in hand. "Fairly certain" it's CHF. So they were going to wait until 8am to call the cardiologist to come do an echo. Hopefully they will be able to tell exactly what the cause is. In the meantime, she will be aggressive with the lasix treatment. I went down at 130am to visit him, after speaking the dr, and he looked worse than when I left him at 10pm. But he did not look like he was on death's door, either. When I left him last night, I didn't know all this was going on. During our last couple of car trips, Kibby was unusually chatty and rubbing on the carrier doors. I knew he was trying to tell me something, but I didn't know what it was. After finding out all this new information, I wanted Kibby to know I understood now, that I was finally hearing what he'd been trying to tell me. So my friend came and picked me up and took me down there. The dr had reported to us a respiratory rate of 80 on the phone, and he had not responded to the first lasix tx. When we were visiting, it was more like 100-120. He did get up and walk around, came to the door and was very affectionate. He even spoke to my friend and asked her to pet him. He even groomed himself a little bit. We stayed maybe a half an hour, but I could tell we were making his breathing worse, as he was excited to see us, and we had the door open to the oxygen tent to pet him, so we were stealing his precious air.
The good news is the anemia is improving. That was up to 25%, so at this point we can focus on getting the fluid out of his lungs without the complication of a possible blood transfusion. It's time for me to call and find out what's going on with the cardiologist, and I will probably head down there after that, so I will update as I can. If it takes a while to hear back from me, assume it's just because I'm with Kibby, and not that something horrible has happened.
Dr called at 6am with radiologist report in hand. "Fairly certain" it's CHF. So they were going to wait until 8am to call the cardiologist to come do an echo. Hopefully they will be able to tell exactly what the cause is. In the meantime, she will be aggressive with the lasix treatment. I went down at 130am to visit him, after speaking the dr, and he looked worse than when I left him at 10pm. But he did not look like he was on death's door, either. When I left him last night, I didn't know all this was going on. During our last couple of car trips, Kibby was unusually chatty and rubbing on the carrier doors. I knew he was trying to tell me something, but I didn't know what it was. After finding out all this new information, I wanted Kibby to know I understood now, that I was finally hearing what he'd been trying to tell me. So my friend came and picked me up and took me down there. The dr had reported to us a respiratory rate of 80 on the phone, and he had not responded to the first lasix tx. When we were visiting, it was more like 100-120. He did get up and walk around, came to the door and was very affectionate. He even spoke to my friend and asked her to pet him. He even groomed himself a little bit. We stayed maybe a half an hour, but I could tell we were making his breathing worse, as he was excited to see us, and we had the door open to the oxygen tent to pet him, so we were stealing his precious air.
The good news is the anemia is improving. That was up to 25%, so at this point we can focus on getting the fluid out of his lungs without the complication of a possible blood transfusion. It's time for me to call and find out what's going on with the cardiologist, and I will probably head down there after that, so I will update as I can. If it takes a while to hear back from me, assume it's just because I'm with Kibby, and not that something horrible has happened.
Blessings and prayers for good news and successful treatments!
