Well...
After a day at the vet...Tyke arrived home yesterday. He has been at the vet everyday since Tuesday. For the first time, I got an answer that he WILL be OK! Yesterday, I was almost ready to prepare myself for the worst. He looked so sick. He had thrown up four times overnight. Had diarrhea. Was lethargic. And you could see in his eyes he was just so miserable.
The vet decided to have him hospitalized for the day and also wanted to run more tests (including an upper GI...because when he would throw up, there would be no food in it, just clear. He was on a bland diet so he was getting some food in). At 445, my parents went to get him and my mom said he recognized their voices and started doing his high pitched cry and bark. They let him out of the cage and my mom said he just went flying down the hallway towards them! If I was there, I would've had tears going down my face!
The vet said all his blood work came back okay except for one thing was high...but that was due to the infection. His heart was really enlarged, but he had that anyway and had been on his Enalapril since being sick, plus she said it was working overtime since he was so sick. He was to eat nothing at all yesterday and then had to be taken back in this morning for another upper GI (they wanted to do one without food in him). They kept his IV needle in case he needed more fluids today (he's needed fluid everyday since Tuesday).
Last night, my boyfriend surprised me at my apartment just as I was leaving to go home and see Tyke...with flowers and a card for me, and a box of Milkbones and a card for Tyke
We went back to my house where I put the treats away (obviously Tyke can't eat those right now) and we found Tyke. My boyfriend, bless his big heart, spent the entire time just holding Tyke. Tyke looked awfully comfy and fell asleep in his arms a few times.
Everytime he panted, we rushed his water dish over, and for the first time in a while, he actually drank! The vet told us to put a tiny bit of corn syrup in the water to make it sweet to entice him to drink a little bit...so not sure if it was that...but whatever it was, at least he was FINALLY drinking!
He just looked so beat yesterday. I think I can finally go through my day knowing he'll be fine, except preparing for the unknown. I have never EVER seen him this sick and was beginning to realize what could realistically happen...and it was torturous. I've been crying since Tuesday. And haven't slept. My mom said the last few days she hasn't slept at all. And the night before last...she made sure she was ALWAYS sleeping next to Tyke. Whenever he moved, she moved.
So...I think it's safe to say my little guy will be just fine! He's got a long road ahead of him...but he can beat it, and hopefully he'll have a few more years with us! We all love him so much!