Shivers is entering a new period of his life, and likely a time that I need to enjoy and cherish before I lose him, so I thought I'd post an update, for myself and anyone who's had a close bond with a "pincushion" rat that turned into a much loved mushball. :>
He's always been a pretty robust boy, so when he started sneezing and getting a weepy eye a month or two ago, I didn't think much of it, other than figuring that he was likely aging a bit (He's about 21/2 now). Then, last Saturday/Sunday, I thought: Does that weepy eye look bulgy? I think it looks bulgy...but I'd already had him on Baytril/Doxy for three weeks, so I thought it likely wasn't an abscess/infection, so that meant it might be -- a tumour pushing the eye out? He seemed to be showing some weird stretching movements, so I thought that might be a possibility.
We ended up at the vet's on Tuesday for meds - she gave us penicillin shots to do (that was an interesting learning curve), metacam, chloramphenicol ointment for the eye... and an e-collar. Horror of horrors.
A week of pretty intense attention didn't improve the situation. In fact, the eye burst and started spewing gross stuff by the following Monday. I called to make what might have been his final appointment. I wasn't sure what to do. The vet was honest that she'd never done eye surgery on a rat before. The cost to do such a surgery on a rat that was also showing some neurological symptoms seemed just crazy. He was absolutely miserable. He had sores on his neck from wearing the collar all week, he was shaking and scratching at the collar non-stop. His face and nose were covered in gunk and eye ointment.
But if I looked at the left side of his face, he basically looked like his normal Shivers' self...and when I offered him his mushed up meals and treats, he was greedily sucking them down as always. My hubby offered to split the cost of trying surgery.
Wednesday he went in. My expectations were pretty low. I told the vet that if there were any signs of a tumour or abscess in behind the eye to just let him go. I was happy, though, that he'd be out of pain and misery. Before I took him in T. said we should rename him "Shiver Me Timbers" given his one good eye, and with the toughness of a true pirate, Shivers made it through!
So we're on metacam, baytril and soft foods. He's still in an e-collar to stop him from scratching at the incision, but he's got his second chance. A chance for us to get some more lovin' in before we might have to say goodbye. I am so happy that the surgery worked. Not sure what else is going on internally, or what caused the eye to go - the vet said she couldn't see anything in there behind it - but I'm excited to have this "extra" time with him, however long it'll be.
Some photographs...I'll try to link the goopy ones...
When I first thought the eye was looking, well, too big.
Two days later:
http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o284 ... 240004.jpg
After surgery -- "Shiver Me Timbers" is born:
And a little video -- that shows the head bobbing that we still haven't sorted out. The vet refuses to prescribe prednisone, as she says it'll tank his immune system.
I love my little pirate.