Not good
Got the first bloat incident under control and cured, so it looked like it
was a matter of him getting stressed and swallowing asir on the drive (the
vet is *very* good, which is why I go there, but also 30 minutes further
away than the local but useless ones). Though that vet is good, I'm not so
sure the advice to let him sort himself bloat wise was really ideal, but it
was easy to treat that time so I'll let that pass.
However, he'd been making a dry rasping sneeze for a while, started a week
before I took him in but I wanted to see if he'd improve without antibiotics
(as I try to avoid giving small furries anything that harsh to them unless
it's necessary). When he wasn't getting any better he ended up on 0.1ml
Septrin twice daily, but I didn't seem to help at all. From experience that
sort of dose should be making a difference within 2 or 3 days, and it simply
wasn't.
Yesterday he felt a little swollen when I gave him his morning medication,
but he was still alert, bright eyed and active, and in the afternoon I saw
him at the food bowl and bouncing around as he had been for the last couple
of weeks - Not fully fit, but certainly not seriously ill looking. Then I
had to pop out for an hour early evening, got back and checked on him
straight away - He was seriously bloated, but not quite as bad as he was the
other night. I gave him 1ml of the colic drops I've got in, and left him an
hour. He was clearly in discomfort, and starting to stretch and jerk. I gave
him some gripe water after an hour as it worked last time, but this time he
was clearly getting more and more bloated. I ended up massaging him to try
and get his gut moving, but he was really losing the battle quite quickly.
Called teh local vet as it was an emergency and he wouldn't make the trip to
the good vets, and rushed him in. This time they did everything that could
be done (venting his stomach with a fine needle - a lot of gas came out, as
he was about twice his normal size at this point), but he wasn't picking up.
He had a steroid shot, but as she was preparing a fluid jab I realised he
wasn't moving at all any more in my hands
It seems whatever caused the bloat this time was either terminal itself, or
led to his gut twisting, which is terminal. Even after he'd died he
continued to swell again, so there was something very wrong with his poor
little stomach. After venting, though the pressure was released from his
body, he still couldn't breathe properly - Though he was in shock by this
point I would still have expected him to have been able to breathe with more
success than he was managing.
So it looks like he had something stopping him breathing properly that the
usual antibiotics couldn't treat. There's a suspicion he may have developed
a tumour or other growth in his airways, or I think it could have been
somethnig as simple as a foreign body (bit of hay for example) gettign
****ed up and stuck where it couldn't be found and removed. Whatever, I
think this led to him falling more and more ill as he simply couldn't
breathe as he should, so his whole body would've started to go wrong over
time, possibly leading to a very serious infection setting in or other
severe conditions (I don't know *that* much about the internal goings on
with these critters). He did really well to go the last couple of weeks, and
though he was clearly not well he was still quite happy until the last 5 or
6 hours. I never want to see an animal go through what he did at the end
though, it was truly horrible, I wish he had stopped fighting instead of
dragginmg it out so painfully as he did. But at least at the end he was back
to his normal size and full of steroids and pain relief, so though the
eveningmust have been agony, the end was fairly painless for him. Though I'm
sure like me, he'd have preferred to pull through and be back at the food
bowl this morning
And now I have to worry about his cagemate, who started the year with a
severe respiratory infection (cured very quickly with Septrin, which is why
I rate it highly), and has now had 2 dental operations. He's looking rather
miserable, he was with Another for a great deal of last night, and knew he
was very ill, but he still looks at me hoping I'll bring him back

I've
got to concentrate on keeping him happy enough to eat, as any break in
eating properly could flare his teeth up again, and mean he'll need another
operation.
All in all, not the best end to the year - And not the best end to Another,
seems so unfair after he fought so damned hard and was so bright and alive
right up until yesterday