Thank you Leslie. Your description of the indecisive ballet is right
on! I'm breathing now. What you say about making a visit to the vet
makes sense too. I think I'm going to take Michelle's advice and start
Spencer on Pepcid and regular doses of Reglan and see if that helps him
begin to eat more. I promised him I wouldn't try assist feeding him
again, but I may do that too. I truly don't know what I'd do without
you guys,
Nina
Leslie wrote:
Nina,
Take a breath. Look out the window. Just pause. The next step is
right there, your foot is raised to take it, and you're doing amazing
ballet in pivoting to all angles before deciding where to put it and
that's okay. You have a hunch and a hope and you're looking for
support of it. I can imagine myself easily in your shoes - I wear the
same indecisive size.
If you are prepared to hear confirmation of what Michelle is saying,
and if getting that confirmation will help (if only in the feeling
less schizoid sense), then what do you have to lose in going to the
vet? She agrees with you (oh happy day!) or you get a confidence vote
in that the current course of treatment is still the best, even in
light of his progress. You're right, no living creature wants to go
to the doctor, so that's not a very reliable test to make this
decision on. How stressed does Spence get in going to the vet? If
his stress is low to moderate, then what Kelley says makes sense, that
discomfort is brief and temporary. If he really freaks, then it
doesn't seem worth the risk. You don't want to look back and wonder
"what if" so if getting something ruled out or in is a stronger pull
than waiting and seeing, go to your vet.
You're doing good, even if it feels woefully the opposite. :)
Leslie
