Just like parents, it is hard for a cat’s people to hear him/her in pain or discomfort. Poco had asthma for over 20 years, but every attack made me stop and listen. I hoped it would be short. I hoped it would pass without too much pain. I hoped it would be only one attack.
Oliver has inverted sneeze, which sounds even worse than asthma when an attack comes. And since he can go months between them you can tell that Oliver is unsure what is happening. They are horrible. But they pass quickly.
Usually, they pass quickly.
On Sunday, Oliver had an inverted sneeze. It didn’t last long. A while later he was in the condo and I went to take his picture. I noticed he was a little wheezy. Then, later that night, he started to cough.
The coughing came in spurts – one cough every 40 seconds or so for several minutes. Then he’s put his head back down and nap. By bedtime he was still coughing but between he was having trouble swallowing. Neither of us slept well.
I did the math and realized it’s been several months since we’ve been to the vet.
So we were due.
Oliver wanted to eat on Monday morning. This is a good sign. When he doesn’t want to eat we throw him in the carrier and call the vet on the way there. The grey kitten loves his food. Unfortunately, his throat hurt so bad that when I went back to the kitchen to check on him he was just licking the gravy off the food.
I dialed the phone. The vet had an appointment at 2:30 p.m., which I took and I thought in relief about how much cheaper that was going to be that squeezing him in on a “same day” visit.
I hung up.
I saw Oli gag.
I called back and told them we were on our way in. Oliver wasn’t so sick that he couldn’t scream his fool head off the entire way there.
They have another new doctor – he’s tall and seems to “get” cats. Oliver would have liked him had the new doctor not been trying to pry open his mouth to examine his throat. Next time, maybe.
And the verdict? Allergies.
Good grief, kid.
He’s on his way back to fine. Prednisone, our drug of choice, for the allergies. An antibiotic just in case because he had a mild fever.
Why this picture? Because no blog is complete without Obi, right?
Poor oliver 😦 hope the meds fix him up so he’s more comfortable
Oli looks much less like he’s going to die. He’s very pathetic though.
Poor Oli! I hope he’s feeling better today.
His eyes are watery and he’s sneezing/coughing, but he just looks miserable as opposed to on the brink of death.
Oh, so sad to hear about Olis ordeal. Alergies are not fun.
p.s Ive had problems with my email notifications. (I never got any) Ill be reading all the posts I missed, next.
It makes me glad I don’t have any. They look miserable.