Last night Farley came home, thank goodness. After spending two nights without him in the house, I was starting to get quite down about it all. Even though he’s still resting a lot, the house is just more “right” with him in it.
In the end, the barium passed through his system (albeit slowly), and he didn’t need surgery. The vet still doesn’t know the reason for this illness – there are a few possibilities. It could have been a partial obstruction that is slowly moving through Farley’s system. It could be a severe case of gastroenteritis. Or it could be the onset of Irritable Bowel Disease. We don’t know for sure. I’m to monitor him for a while, to make sure the symptoms don’t reappear. If they do, he gets admitted again for more bloodwork and exploratory surgery. I hope it doesn’t come to that, because those kinds of things just never end well.
He was sure happy to be home last night! He was squeaking the heck out of his new toy (he stole it from the vet clinic waiting room before he got admitted – but I paid for it, don’t worry) and his little tail was wagging a mile a minute. He’s more subdued today, but I’m hoping that’s just because he’s stil recovering from being sick.
Grace is ecstatic to have her brother home . . . she’s been harassing him non-stop since he walked through the door. He’s not thrilled with it, but he tolerates her SO well. I’m crating her a bit to give him rest breaks, but she’s been out trying to entice him to play too.
So the household is full again . . . let’s hope it stays this way now!