So as this title suggests, things were not entirely good with Ivy. Sunday afternoon she finally braved it and came out from under the cupboard. She showed immense bravery coming out because she was very scared. But she quickly got the hang of that there was nothing to fear even though everything in her had been tuned towards fear and flight.
Last Saturday - the day after we rescued her - she was put on antibiotics for what we believed was bronchitis. When she finally came out from under the cupboard I could see that her breath was actually quite bad and she was brought in for an x-ray Monday. It showed a very serious respiratory infection - her entire respiratory system is infected.
Anyhow, we brought her back home with the directions to keep her in a quiet environment (which we of course did already). Tuesday she seemed to pick up a bit - she even played a little with a feather. She was even a bit playful doing gorgeous little tummy rolls for me. But... then Wednesday morning she suddenly seemed to have gotten weaker. She was no longer interested in food and I regrettably had to administer her antibiotic tablets instead of just popping it into her food.
By Thursday morning it was clear she needed more help than we could give her and she was once again back at the vet and put on intravenous antibiotics and fluids.
This morning her condition is very critical. She no longer moves around and she is using every bit of her being for her survival. She has not slept for days - her little bodily instinct doesn't allow her to because it might obstruct her airways. Yes, imagine her exhaustion.
I'm under no illusion about the statistics... I've been there before. I know Ivy is up against something mighty considering her tender age (8 weeks) - her little immune system hasn't had a chance of fully developing. Separated from her mom at way too early an age. But that just magnifies my hopes for Ivy. Her arrival in this world couldn't have been more miserable and she deserves a life full of love and care. As you can see from those huge eyes it's been impossible to not fall in love with her. I've held her tiny body up to my chest and filled her head with kisses - she responded with loud purr. Just as it should be. This is where I want Ivy to be once again. Well enough to begin to take in love in abundance. So I ask you if you will please pray for Ivy. She needs BUNDLES of strength to make it through. Right now we have to take it step by step and we hope for a slight sign of improvement tomorrow morning. I promise to keep you posted. Thank you!