Monday morning after my shift, I brought him out for a walk, which we always do on a daily basis. I slept for a couple of hours and when I woke up, I noticed that Ely was not that happy, not his usual self. I thought it was just because of the extreme heat that day so I just gave him water. He made his first poop around 10 AM, it was the usual poop but no traces of blood. Around 12, I was preparing their lunch when Ely didn't show any sign of interest (not his usual again). He was always the excited one when it comes to lunch but he didn't even bother smelling the food. After a few minutes I found him pooping, it wasn't his usual poop and it was extremely smelly. I immediately went to my neighbor since hubby's not home that day. Our neighbor said to give him a short bath and diatabs (as he probably has diarrhea). I did give him a short bath which probably eased out the extreme heat for a bit. He rested for a couple of hours while I'm checking him constantly.
Since I needed to sleep for my work schedule that night I cleaned the house a bit but noticed Ely not responding to me at all. Then I smelled that foul smell again and found him pooping while he's lying down under the table. I immediately went out and asked for help. I was in shock and didn't know what to do. They said I need to bring him to the hospital. Since I don't know how to drive, our neighbors were kind enough to get me a tricycle and kuya Leo with me to the vet.
I was so terrified losing my baby. And he's just 7-month old.
Thankfully, the vet was nice enough to accommodate us even it's a bit late. She gave Ely some meds and immediately put dextrose on him. I had a hard time working that night knowing that Ely is not beside me and worse, sick. After my shift, I tried sleeping so I could get the energy to face whatever the vet has to tell me. Around 10AM I asked her about Ely's condition and she said that Ely's doing better and he hasn't pooped since the last time he did in the clinic which was around 7PM that night and that I could picked him up around 5PM that day.
When I saw him, he's still not that recovered but at least he is walking and can recognize me. I was so happy to bring him home. He was given several meds to ensure his recovery.
He also needed the dextrose since he hasn't eaten for two days. When we brought him home, I prepared the sala for him to sleep on.
Now, Ely's doing a lot better. He got his appetite back, and his poop is back to normal. We also got the CBC results from last Tuesday's and upon talking to the vet, he advised a three week medication for Ely. It's a bit hard to give him his pills but I'd rather have problems with giving him pills that not having him at all.
Thanks to everyone who prayed for my Ely. Thank God.
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