I took Austin to the vet yesterday to have his wellness check and rabies shot. The vet was doing the exam and at one point she said she felt something was not right with his spleen. But she couldn't really feel it good because every time she would get hold of it he he would move and she'd lose it. She said she might be making a mountain out of a molehill, it may be nothing, but the only way to be sure is either XRays or Ultrasound and Ultrasound is more definitive. She said she hated to waste people's money if it was a molehill. I opted for the Ultrasound and assured it was NOT a waste.
They are doing the Ultrasound Tuesday, and I'm just really scared about all of it. She has to sedate him for the Ultrasound and if they are going to do aspirations of whatever it is maybe more. He has never been under anesthesia other than general I'm guessing when he was neutered. I'm worried about that, I'm worried about what they might find, I'm just pretty much a mess right now. I was trying to hold it together in the room with them, but at one point her assistant went out and brought me a box of tissues. Right now I'm waiting for the results of the blood test, which she said she would call me about today.
The vet said it was a good sign that he doesn't have any symptoms and has actually gained weight (1/2 pound). She told me to go home and not to worry. I said "have you even met me?" and she laughed. She knows I am a worrier.
This all just brings back so many bad/sad memories. I pray it really is just a molehill.
They are doing the Ultrasound Tuesday, and I'm just really scared about all of it. She has to sedate him for the Ultrasound and if they are going to do aspirations of whatever it is maybe more. He has never been under anesthesia other than general I'm guessing when he was neutered. I'm worried about that, I'm worried about what they might find, I'm just pretty much a mess right now. I was trying to hold it together in the room with them, but at one point her assistant went out and brought me a box of tissues. Right now I'm waiting for the results of the blood test, which she said she would call me about today.
The vet said it was a good sign that he doesn't have any symptoms and has actually gained weight (1/2 pound). She told me to go home and not to worry. I said "have you even met me?" and she laughed. She knows I am a worrier.
This all just brings back so many bad/sad memories. I pray it really is just a molehill.