We’re back from the vet. They did another ultrasound. Charlie’s bladder was about half full, so that’s not as good as when it’s totally full to see inside.
The vet, Dr. Poteet, told me that a few weeks ago when I brought Charlie in he saw some strange cells, which of course is a worry.
He said he fears it could be a certain type of tumor in his bladder because there is a polyp there. Not conclusive at this point.
So I’m to give him more antibiotics and keep an eye on him. Charlie just took his last antibiotic yesterday, which seems to happen right before the bloody urine begins again.
He gave me a syringe to suck up the blood should it happen again. Because by the time I get there with him, there are only traces of blood in his urine.
I mentioned to him that this happens when I leave him and asked could that have anything to do with it. He shrugged and said maybe if he’s straining hard, but I don’t know why that would cause it to be bloody.
Maybe that’s how Charlie grieves Abi, when I’m gone and he’s alone.
I got a little emotional, though I’d taken a bit of calming meds before I left.
He said don’t count Charlie down yet, that he’d keep him alive as long as he could.
I know he’ll do the best he can. I love my Charlie boy so much.