Category: Pre-Op

This morning, Aral was limping and refused breakfast. Honestly, the limp looked like Pan’s post saddle thrombosis limp, which is what convinced me to not mess around, even though he’s tiny.

It turns out that he has a congenital birth defect in his hips. They want to do surgery to cut off both femoral heads, and say that he’ll probably be on pain killers for life if I don’t. His prognosis is excellent if I do. Also, he’s about nine months old. That’s a lot of life.

Honestly, I’m probably getting this cat anything he needs.

I’m going out of town next week, so it won’t be today, even though they were willing to do it right now. I’m going to talk to my regular vet.

I guess this explains 1. his long, whiny meows and 2. the fact that he never learned to jump up on the kitchen counter. I though he just liked me picking him up for his meals.

Edited to add:

I’ve been googling what they want to do to Aral, and it’s kind of horrifying. They weren’t kidding when they said there was also a really intense recovery period, either. Yikes! The success rate is supposed to be really good, though.