Alrighty....I think I owe you all an update. I hope no one was holding their breathe waiting...I could be in big trouble.
So, I think I left it that we were waiting for Manny's test results. I received a message with the test results about a week and half later. He tested negative for both FIV and Feline Bartonella. But. The lab was unable to test for FeLV because the vet didn't take enought blood to test for all three tests.
The vet then asked on the message she left for me if I could bring Manny back in for more blood work.
My favorite part of the message: the vet said I wouldn't have to pay for the test (that I already paid for) since they didn't take enough blood to actually run the test. Um, gee, thanks.
Let's rewind a little bit shall we. I already took him two weeks in a row (one of those days being Valentine's Day) to the Vet and now they want me to bring him back for a third time. Do they know how hard it is to get a Manny in a cat carrier?!
Luckily this was all said on a message and not "in person" because it gave me some time to think about my next move. Ah, who am I kidding, it gave me enough time to rant and rave and then think about my next move. I was beyond relieved that he tested negative for two of the tests but was worried about the one outstanding test. I figured my options were to either 1.) wrestling Manny back in the carrier for a third time in one month for more blood work or 2.) hold off on the test; and ask the vet about the next step.
After discussing it with The Husband we decided to go with option #2 and the vet was okay with that choice. She said the next step was to try out Clinda-guard, an antibiotic, orally for 10 days and to bring him back after we were done to see if the medicine helped his gums out. If there is no indication that the medicine helped at all, we will go back and test for FeLV.
So that's where we are at now. Administering anything orally to a cat is pretty complicated. We got away with it for ohhh, about one day. Now we are just adding it to his Fancy Feast and are keeping our fingers crossed that it will be good enough.
Other than having his Fancy Feast spiked with medicine, Manny is doing well. He likes to talk to me when I get home from work and he likes to be thisclosetome when we go to bed. He spends most of his time purring away, and that's how I like it.
'Til next time...