jorats
Loving rats since 2002.
My sweet Vincent developed a tumour when he was around 30 months old. Before that, at about 29 months old, he had rear end degeneration and lost the complete use of his two back legs. But that didn't stop him, he could motor around better than his cage mates. He then loss the better part of his sight, his pink eyes became cloudy. I thought it was cataracts but it's not, just part of aging, so when the tumour popped out I thought for sure Vincent would not out live the tumour. At the time Vincent was also on meds for a pretty bad URI. Time went on and Vincent kept living and making the best of his days despite having a huge tumour grow on him. Meanwhile, I started to feel guilty and struggling with the idea of having the tumour removed. Finally, at 37 months old, I've managed to save a few dollars and I chose to have the tumour removed. The tumour was so large, it was totally sucking the joy out of Vincent's life. It was at the point where I thought, if he died on the table, then better for him.
My vet checked him out, told me his lungs were clear enough for an op and it felt like the tumour was not really attached.
Today at noon Vincent was put under, had a huge piece of him removed and recovered quite well. He's still not in the clear, his blood pressure is the concern because his heart is used to pumping massive amounts of blood to the tumour and now that it's gone, it has to regulate itself. It's going to be critical for the next 48 to 72 hours.
I felt tremendous guilt having Vincent live 7 months with a tumour. I want him to have the end of his life tumour free.
The tumour was 296 grams and Vincent now weighs 372 grams. So that tumour was almost half his body weight. It was a benign mammary tumour.
Here is Vincent with his tumour:
And Vincent now:
Vincent seems pretty happy, eating and keeping warm. But will be praying very hard that he makes it past these next few days.
My vet checked him out, told me his lungs were clear enough for an op and it felt like the tumour was not really attached.
Today at noon Vincent was put under, had a huge piece of him removed and recovered quite well. He's still not in the clear, his blood pressure is the concern because his heart is used to pumping massive amounts of blood to the tumour and now that it's gone, it has to regulate itself. It's going to be critical for the next 48 to 72 hours.
I felt tremendous guilt having Vincent live 7 months with a tumour. I want him to have the end of his life tumour free.
The tumour was 296 grams and Vincent now weighs 372 grams. So that tumour was almost half his body weight. It was a benign mammary tumour.
Here is Vincent with his tumour:
And Vincent now:
Vincent seems pretty happy, eating and keeping warm. But will be praying very hard that he makes it past these next few days.
