September 3rd 2009 12:47 pm
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~From Tom Bosley's mom~
The last couple weeks have just been insane! It all started around August 22 or so when we bought new recliners and decided to get rid of our couch. Apparently this brought up some bad memories of the move we made a couple years ago, and Mr. B. got scared.
That Sunday I realized he wasn't using the litter box productively - he was straining a lot and by the end of the day it was obvious his bladder was really full. My mother in law said he probably had bladder stones or crystals and to take him to the vet as soon as they openened.
We did exactly that and the people at Eastgate were amazingly kind and gentle. They put in a catheter and checked for stones, but didn't find any. They decided to keep him for awhile to feed him special food, antibiotics, and to keep the catheter in and out (all the while we came to visit rather often).
He ended up staying there for a week. He had a total of three catheters (the first he ripped out, so he got to wear an E-collar).
Unfortunately, he still wasn't urinating like he should have been. The doctor called me on August 31 to tell me that he was afraid Tom Bosley had a bladder tumor (which is pretty much a death sentence). Of course, we being the sensitive kitty lovers we are, definitely freaked out.
The next day we picked him up from Eastgate and took him to an appointment with a specialist at WestVet. The doctor was amazing and kitty was, too! He would not stop purring. I'm sure by that point he was happy that we were with him.
After doing some x-rays and an ultrasound, the doctor came to the most AMAZING conclusion - that he did NOT have a tumor. It was the best news I'd ever had. She said she didn't expect to find one since she'd never seen anything like that diagnosed in a cat so young and healthy. Instead, she came to the conclusion that he did have some debris in his bladder and was possibly having urethra muscle spasms due to the stress of our new furniture.
After a little bladder flush, she prescribed some meds that have to be compounded at the apothecary, and sent him on his merry way. I've never seen someone so glad to be home! He's still quite grateful that we figured out what was wrong and have helped him through this, he's even taking his medicine like a good boy. We've been keeping an eye on the litter box and slowly but surely it's being used. Hopefully after another 8 or so days he should be off the meds.
He is now home and confident that we are NOT moving and that his humans still love him dearly. Certainly a happy ending to a scary story that could have been much, much worse!
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I know people who go often from nerves or stress, same kind of thing, uncomfortable but not dire. Glad to hear the good news!