The good news?
Snowy is being discharged from the hospital this morning. The vet just called and said he's bouncing off the walls, barking happily, and has even removed his own IV by means of excited chewing.
She said, "He looks so much brighter and happier since he had all those fluids overnight and he is just so ready to get out of here and go home."
The bad news? (We got this news last night just 30 minutes before our Candlelight Communion service.)
The bad news is really, really bad. I have already cried my way through thirty Kleenex-literally--and am not near to being done.
Snowy's liver is failing. Very quickly.
In November, three of the main components that make up his liver panel were all normal.
Then when he was hospitalized last week, right out of the blue, his liver started showing signs of distress. And it's gotten worse.
In just one week:
His ALT level (normal is 100) went from 622 to "greater than 1000." (Which means it's so far off the charts it can't even be read.)
His ALKP level (normal is 212) went from 322 to 738.
They didn't check his GGT level last week but yesterday it was 65. (Normal is 7)
So for some reason that no one can figure, in the space of a couple weeks his liver function has gone into a free fall.
The vet said it could be liver cancer or it could be something else entirely; without a biopsy, she can't say for sure. However, we all agreed that doing a biopsy would be a ridiculous waste of time and money because whatever he has isn't treatable and whatever he has is destroying his liver very rapidly.
She also decided (after seeing the final liver results) that it would be pointless to do the Cushing's Disease test on him today since his liver issues and/or growing kidney stones are the primary concern.
For now the goal is just to keep him comfortable.
Saturday night we'll take our annual family Christmas photo around the tree, knowing it will be the last time to feature our little buddy's happy face in the Smith Family circle.
Monday, we'll all travel to Charlotte for Christmas with Steve's family--our last big road trip with the little guy. The vet will send a sedative and an anti-nausea medication with us so that Snowy is happy and comfortable when he goes to visit Grandma and Grandpa for the last time.
Now I'm off to pick him up from the vet and bring him home where he'll be smothered with snuggles and giggles--and tears.
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