This week with the fosters has been quite the ride. Hannah has just gotten sicker and sicker. She’s been to the regular vet three times, but her upper respiratory congestion has gotten worse and worse. I’ve been giving her steam treatments in the bathroom all day, and saline nose drops, and everything I could think of, as well as the antibiotic, but when I went to check on her at 10 p.m. she was just plain down and out, and I was truly afraid she wouldn’t make it through the night.
Thankfully we have a fabulous 24 hour emergency hospital, and my favorite doctor was the one on call tonight. We got Hannah there about 11 p.m. and Dr. Z. agreed with me that Hannah was really is very poor shape. They’ve hospitalized her for 24 hours, put an IV catheter in her, and will be giving her IV antibiotics and decongestants, as well as some Cerenia to help with a little asthma that she seems to have as well as settling her tummy. She hasn’t eaten in over a day, and she’s very dehydrated, and her GI tract probably isn’t absorbing much, according to the vet, so giving the meds IV along with lots of fluids will, hopefully, get her going in the right direction. I have a lot of faith in our local emergency hospital, and am very relieved that she will be monitored for the next 24 hours. She needed so much more help than I could provide.
The kittens inside her are getting large and for a 7 lb cat she resembles something more like a whale right now. I just hope we can get her over the illness hump before the kittens are born, for their sake and for hers.
Petey is headed off to another foster tomorrow. He’s a sweet boy – though he still needs to get that peeing thing under control. Maybe the new foster will think of something I’ve missed that will help him! With Hannah and her kittens I will have my hands very full for awhile, so Petey will get more of the attention he needs with a different foster.
I guess it is a very good thing that my business is completely closed for now. I definitely have time on my hands, and Hannah has done a good job of filling the week so far. But at least I will sleep well tonight, knowing she’s getting the care she needs. She’s a sweet girl, and I’m getting attached to her, and am keeping fingers, toes, paws, and whatever else I can manage crossed that she gets better very soon.