As many of you know, 7 months ago, we didn't know if Beau would make it another week, much less months.
With the help of our fabulous vet, the unbelievable support of you GTers, and a lot of prayer, we are at 6 months post diagnosis of severe IBD- which in itself almost killed him.
IBD is truly a misreable desease, lifelong and kinda like trying to find a needle in a haystack.
Beau's sturdy weight of 64 pounds (small male) dropped to 52.4 pounds. he as a walking skelton. He was absorbing nothing.
When the going got tough, we got tougher and I for one, would not give up on him. Once we got him diagnosed through a horrendous open abdominal surgery to rule out cancer, (I don't know if i would have do that again) we were able to start him on pred and 3 weeks later imuran. The vet said that as long as he didn't lose anymore weight, that in itself was a small victory.
Day in and day out round the clock, every 3 hours we fed him- the pred make him ravenous. He ate and ate and ate and little by little he starting gaining.
He was on a whooping 50mg of pred and 50mg of imuran.
In March, we started lowering the pred, a very little at a time. He is now being lowered to .5 mg and 25 mg of imuran a day.
This was Beau @ 52.4 pounds.
He doesn't look as bad in the picture as he did in real life.
here he is today.
The word "grateful" doesn't come close to expressing what it is I feel. I know it's a lifelong battle- but we are ready and armed to do this, one day at a time.