Hi,
I'm getting really overwhelmed with everything. He's been on Lamisil since Thursday, which is supposed to help with the mold and yeast (the bacteria that is resistant to antibiotics is not being addressed, supposedly there wasn't that much of it, so I don't know). His weight has been stagnant for over a week now and I'm afraid to pump more critical care into him because there's a lot of calcium in it and I don't want him to have a bladder stone, but he still gets 25g of critical care every two hours. But I noticed that it doesn't matter if I am not feeding him for 2 or 5 hours or if I give him more or less critical care, his weight is always 860g before feeding. He's already got through a lot, but if he doesn't manage to get himself together by September 20, when my next semester starts, I have no way to give him any more care. I went through my first year of college and I don't know anyone from that school and I wasn't even there because they wouldn't let us in because of the covid, I didn't even see my friends for the whole time because of the movement restrictions.
I finished the semester right at the beginning of June and was looking forward to finally getting some rest, but right after that my sweet piggy Chiro started having problems. First, it was a lump under his throat that turned out to be encapsulated inflammation, then came the blood in his urine, the cause of which was never found, then the breathing problems started, which have persisted to this point and we're not sure what's causing them (probably something in his nose, but who knows), and now he's waited a long time to even be diagnosed with the mold, yeast, and some sort of bacteria, through poop, and gotten medicine. It always went from one problem to the next, I hardly ever left the house except for shopping and vet visits because he still needs to be fed every two hours. My boyfriend is also very empathetic and doesn't blame me, but we both imagined our holidays together differently. I try to do what I can, but it affects all aspects of my life a lot and I'm not even sure it's helping him and that I'm not just selfishly keeping him alive.
I would need at least something, some indication that he is improving that next semester I will be far from rested after the holidays, but that it will be worth it.
Now he's just alternating between soft poops and normal poops. Days when he breathes well and days when each feeding takes over half an hour because he gasps for breath and I have to give him critical care in small doses. Occasionally he seems to get quite into eating and then he lies all day again without touching anything.
What would you do if you were me? I'm not planning to give up, I'm going to do what I can while I can, but I can't let it affect my studies and my boyfriend is patient, but even his patience has its limits and my mental health is also paying the price. I adore my piggy boys, but I want to have some fun while I'm studying and not working, and that won't be for much longer.
I'm sorry for how long this is, but I needed to at least get it out of my system somehow.
