
So it's been decided. His red blood cell count is 9% and he's very very weak.
We could start him on a therapy of injections 3 times a week, but that wouldn't necessarily take effect for another month. We don't want to put him through the stress of more vet appointments.
I can't justify putting him to sleep because he's still himself and he's not in pain.
. . .
. . .
. . .
So now we just wait.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Labels:
depression,
phlyd
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