Muddy's triaditis is a fatal illness eventually, but we are still wanting to try and save him. He is not eating at the vet's, not since he went in on Sunday. He has been lethargic though today, he was grouchy which we all take as a good sign since he is that way normally with vets and it shows that he has some energy.
The vet thinks he needs to come home and we do too. Perhaps the familiar environment will induce him to eat again and give him a will to live. Besides, a cage is no fun.
He has to take 4 kinds of pills a day, some twice a day. The biggest challenge will be if he can keep them down and if they help in time. This disease does not always respond and the vet is not making any promises.
My humans are retaking a pill-giving lesson (they took one with me before) at the vet's this afternoon before they bring Muddy home.
Then again, Muddy is so sick that he might never get his appetite back and the pills might not help enough. Saturday will be a big decision day, maybe. We are still holding out hope that we can extend his life 1 - 5 years, but he may be suffering too much for that. We never knew he was in pain. This disease often has no outward symptoms until it is well-progressed though Terry is searching for any clues she might have missed.
Thank you for your comments and thoughts in our behalf. Your support has been wonderful.
-- Myst & Terry & Everyone