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Sway's Symptoms
She's made the decision for me.
Sway isn't going to have her surgery Wednesday. There's no way. Tonight I noticed she was spending a bit too much time at the bottom of the cage (usually reserved for potty time and/or digging- she was doing neither). I checked on her. There's wetness all over her mouth area. It has no color that I can tell, it's like drool. So I put Galaxie to bed right away and took both ratties out. She's alert, but seems to be having trouble eating. Like with the yogurt- She'll put her nose in, and then immediately out and start wiping her face on the sheet. She tries to eat a cheerio, and somehow fails at it, again dragging her face. I have no idea what that means.
The online rat resources tell me absolutely nothing. From what I can tell her mouth is still functioning. Her teeth- what I can see, are normal. I even watched her preen her face like ratties do. I thank goodness for the remaining pain/anti-inflammatory medication from Slink. I gave her some of that and hopefully it helps.
I'm going to call the vet first thing and see if they'll turn her surgery time into an exam, give me an idea of what is going on- but I"m sure as hell not going to put her through surgery. Not when she's obviously not feeling well- and sadly, may not have much time left.
I am not a happy camper.
Again, I had what for most normal people would be a nice day- but somehow I seemed to have missed that memo. At least up until I discovered Sway not feelin' so hot.
I got up early, went to the ghetto clinic. When I was sitting and waiting for my name to be called, I realized, crap, I forgot my phone. Which normally wouldn't be much of an issue but I was expecting to meet up with a friend of mine and she works night shift so she was supposed to call me when she got up. Ack.
So I had to kill a lot of time before I felt comfortable going to knock on her door. Thankfully she doesn't live far from a coffee shop. A bit after 11am I knocked on her door. She said she'd meet me in 10 minutes. Which was more like 20 but no big deal since I'd already been waiting a really long time.
We met up for a bit, she had to work so not for very long, but I wanted to get some flyers from her- she's trying to sell her car and since I'm in the "circle" so to speak I was gonna try to help her sell it. The last car show is tomorrow- I think now I"m going to skip it. Drop of the flyers with friends and come home to be with Sway. I've been looking for an excuse to skip it anyway. I'm so burned out.
Bummed out.
I went home to a wonderfully empty apartment- my sis and hub went to my grandparent's house again. Yay! I ate lunch. I had a really long nap. I ate dinner and had a piece of ice cream cake. I took a walk. I spoke with AZ again trying not to spread my bad mood, but frustrated with the fact that some days he doesn't listen or doesn't have any commentary on what I have to say. So I got off the phone early. Almost as soon as I hung up my old boss called to see if I wanted to go to lunch next week. Then when I got off the phone with him- my friend Ry from vegas called. That's when I noticed Sway and got off the phone. Even somebody I know from the net texted me. I was for some reason popular.
I hope Sway hangs in there long enough for the vet to determine if there's something we can do to help her. I don't want a repeat of poor Slink's disaster. My little angel. :-(
I am not a happy camper.
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