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Aardie, my gorgeous hairless pimp of a rat, is very ill and is currently at the vet's office in an oxygen tent.
This situation developed yesterday when I came home from work, but the vet's office was closed until this morning. I called as soon as they opened and took their first appointment. The doctor says it might be myco, but it came on so quickly that I'm unsure about the validity to that statement. It very well could be he's correct, but it happened so fast. One day he was ok, the next...not so much.
I spent all of last night trying to get him to eat bits of chocolate (to help open his bronchial passages), taking him into a steamy bathroom (again with the bronchial passage opening), keeping him wrapped in a towel in my lap, and trying to get him to drink some echinacea tea (he licked a tiny bit off my fingers, but that's it).
The vet and I are giving him until Monday morning to see how he is doing before we begin any kind of treatments, thinking that time spent in the oxygen tent will get him going enough that his chances of survival will improve. Right now, if he continues at the pace he was when I left him at the vet's, they are about 40%.
Watching him struggle to breathe tore me apart.
Please send any good thoughts our way.
This situation developed yesterday when I came home from work, but the vet's office was closed until this morning. I called as soon as they opened and took their first appointment. The doctor says it might be myco, but it came on so quickly that I'm unsure about the validity to that statement. It very well could be he's correct, but it happened so fast. One day he was ok, the next...not so much.
I spent all of last night trying to get him to eat bits of chocolate (to help open his bronchial passages), taking him into a steamy bathroom (again with the bronchial passage opening), keeping him wrapped in a towel in my lap, and trying to get him to drink some echinacea tea (he licked a tiny bit off my fingers, but that's it).
The vet and I are giving him until Monday morning to see how he is doing before we begin any kind of treatments, thinking that time spent in the oxygen tent will get him going enough that his chances of survival will improve. Right now, if he continues at the pace he was when I left him at the vet's, they are about 40%.
Watching him struggle to breathe tore me apart.
Please send any good thoughts our way.
