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super-duper hedgiepig
So, we're still in the midst of treating for MRSA. Last night, as I was medicating Miss Satin, she was wiggling around like usual and, oh dear, is that a lump?!
Yes. Most definitely. That's a lump. I swear it wasn't there before.
About the size of a marble in diameter, on her upper right chest.
We went to the vet who determined that needed to come out. We were all set to do it, then Satin became ill - diarrhea and vomiting. Literally, after we'd sat there for an hour (and half an hour after receiving fluids), the moment the vet walks back in, Satin stands up from snuggling comfortably in my hands and proceeds to be ill. We made a nice pile of poopy hedgie wipes on the table and my outer shirt that caught her vomit (I wore two long sleeved shirts given the MRSA and brought a laundry bag) is in the wash.
So we called it off for today. There are probably a dozen explanations for why that could have happened... none of which we can be certain is "the" reason. Collectively (two vets and me) decided to interpret it as an omen: maybe it was Satin's way of saying "hang on here, let me deal with these other issues first."
We're back home and Satin has new meds to help deal with tummy issues. The vet will be checking in over the weekend. Provided all goes well and tummy is happy once again, we'll reschedule her tumor removal for Tuesday.
So much trouble for such a beautiful little girl. I hope she's able to be on the mend for real soon.
Hmm... I hear knocking... Satin?? Yep, walking around her house.
Yes. Most definitely. That's a lump. I swear it wasn't there before.
About the size of a marble in diameter, on her upper right chest.
We went to the vet who determined that needed to come out. We were all set to do it, then Satin became ill - diarrhea and vomiting. Literally, after we'd sat there for an hour (and half an hour after receiving fluids), the moment the vet walks back in, Satin stands up from snuggling comfortably in my hands and proceeds to be ill. We made a nice pile of poopy hedgie wipes on the table and my outer shirt that caught her vomit (I wore two long sleeved shirts given the MRSA and brought a laundry bag) is in the wash.
So we called it off for today. There are probably a dozen explanations for why that could have happened... none of which we can be certain is "the" reason. Collectively (two vets and me) decided to interpret it as an omen: maybe it was Satin's way of saying "hang on here, let me deal with these other issues first."
We're back home and Satin has new meds to help deal with tummy issues. The vet will be checking in over the weekend. Provided all goes well and tummy is happy once again, we'll reschedule her tumor removal for Tuesday.
So much trouble for such a beautiful little girl. I hope she's able to be on the mend for real soon.
Hmm... I hear knocking... Satin?? Yep, walking around her house.
