If nothing else, let this be a learning experience on adrenal
surgeries. Even after I thought I had driven home the importance of
post operative care, the vet still insisted on only giving him pred
after not just one but a BI Lateral adrenal surgery. One which I never
would have consented to had I known this was the intention. Although
I maintained the pred, a week later he crashed, I brought him back,
he crashed the next morning. After I was told the script for Florinef
would be called in, I was left a voice mail saying again that pred was
enough and by then they were closed for the weekend leaving me at the
mercy of useless & expensive after hours vets. All I could do was
support him with electrolytes and anything else I could do and prayed
he made it through until monday.....and I did....I sat here with a half
comatose ferret, moaning, barely alive until he passed at 2:47 pm in my
arms on Sunday. Monday morning, I showed up on the steps of the vets
office and waited for the vet to arrive with my boy wrapped in his
binky for answers. Apparently the receptionist did not even inform the
vet that he was crashing, merely that he wasn't well. The vet promised
to handle it......unfortunately it won't bring back or Vin Diesel
Weasel. I had a bad feeling about him going in, not that it would have
served he or I. I would have kicked myself for not trying if he died a
year from now ( at most) and I am now kicking myself for trying....and
losing him.

All that is left of his incoming group is our sweet little Fairy
Buttercup who is recovering nicely after her surgery. All 3 we have
done recently also had insulinomas brewing.

Vin Diesel Weasel was partly my nephew's ferret. Knowing full well I
would be the primary care giver, I agreed to take them in if he would
take on part of the responsibility and he would have weekend custody
and care taking. At the young age of 6, he was amazing helping to take
care of the kids. Diesel was his favorite and in his hay day sported a
beautiful black sable coat and would sleep in Zach's arms...evidently,
Zach was his favorite human too. His age was unknown as they were
turned in to someone who didn't really want them and in turn, gave them
to me. Mostly all of my original kids are gone now. Losing 9 so far
this year has been hell on earth. I started getting messages about
keeping a group of five rescues that have been here for a year, but I
didn't understand why. Two have biting problems that have remedied as
far as they can but are still unpredictable. One in the group went
mysteriously "missing" when I was in the hospital and they were so
bonded with three gibs from last year's breeder rescue that I decided
to adopt them myself. They get along great with the remainder of my
group. A few days after I made that decision, Trey started showing
signs of insulinoma....so I guess that explained the "message" to keep
them. It's one thing to adopt out a group with one with special needs,
but this group had several special needs involving biting that will be
handled here in their forever home.

Kimberly Fox
Director/Rescue Mom
Somethin Up My Sleeve Ferret Rescue
http://companiontalk.terrabox.com/SUMS-Rescue.html
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[Posted in FML 5665]