Darling, I don’t want you to worry: Day 02

Today, Versu offered to administer Mio’s medication, and I admit I was a little relieved. I know in my heart that medicine is to help and to soothe, and yet inflicting any ounce of pain to get there on our sweet boy has been heartbreaking. I thought I would have steeled my heart to it having taken care of Nibbles, but some things still take time. I’m reminding myself every moment that it is okay, and it’s okay if it never gets easier, too.

Dosage: 0.8ml, 7:00am – L3

We fed Mio churu during the injection, which he happily lapped up. He definitely felt the needle be inserted, however, as he cried and bit me HARD. This time, there was no leakage. He immediately ate more churu as we massaged his injection spot to ease the pain. We set him back on our bed to rest while we cleaned, but he ended up walking to and from the bathroom to see what we were doing.

After the one hour post-administration period was up, we fed Mio on our bed, even glad for the little messes he was making. It felt like he was trying his best in his own way, eating what he could through the pain. His eyes were leaking a lot, so we wiped them gently through licks and munches. He ate about 95% of his breakfast!

We received a call from the pharmacy at 8AM and decided to order a 30-day supply of GS oral tablets, as we wanted to focus on the injections for now. I rested my eyes a bit before taking him to his primary vet.

To our relief, his fever went down to 103F! I got misty-eyed watching him walk around and explore the office like he usually does. Thankfully, he’s always been curious about the vet, never fearful.

His doctor says that most of the time he sees FIP patients’ globulin levels at an 8, but Mio’s was half of that. It’s a really hopeful sign, he says. We learned more about how FIP affects the body and how it operates. Being thrusted head-first into a disease we knew nothing about, it was a welcome Q&A session. We created a monitoring schedule and set several important dates to come back to the vet during his treatment process. The whole time, Mio was purring and making biscuits in Versu’s arms, and once again I held back my tears. He was telling us not to worry, I was sure of it.

The rest of the day, it seemed like Mio wanted nothing more than to be a cuddle bug, so we happily let him.