The GP is on day 4 of his heartworms treatment. Last week he had two rounds of essentially chemotherapy injections in the muscles next to his spine (see picture below for cool design in his coat). The injections were given 24 hours apart, and really knocked him out. This morning was the first time he has seemed back to his usual chipper self.
I can tell he is still very sore from the injections, and he doesn't have much of an appetite-this is a problem he has never had:) Last night I think he was feeling pretty rotten. When I came into the room where he was sleeping, he didn't even raise his head to acknowledge me. My husband sat on the sofa with him and fed him string cheese, one string at a time. It was adorable! That helped him perk up a bit. My husband claims that all he needed was a little TLC....
From everything I have read, the next 48 hours are the most critical. This is the timeframe when the worms will be dying, and will break up and pass through his lungs. There is a big risk or blood clots and other complications, so we have to keep GP as calm as possible. I think we will be okay- unless an ice cream truck drives by the house... Then we may not be able to control him- he's a sucker for Frosty Paws:)
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