Rabby has not taken to the nebulizer the way Witter did. This morning, not only did he run away from me when I tried to take him out of the cage, he wouldn't even take his Zithromax. (The cherry Zithromax is the one medicine that the rats like as much as yogies.)
I'm not sure how much the ipratropium is helping Rab breathe, but if it is making him this agitated and scared, it isn't helping his quality of life. I tossed and turned over this all last night, and I decided that if he struggles this much, I won't make him take it.
Which means the end is going to be close.
I'm not sure if I've been holding on to Rab so tightly for Arthur of for myself, because I didn't want to face another loss so soon.

Such a sad little face. I'm so sorry Abita. I know well the feeling of wanting to hang onto a little one after they seem to have decided otherwise. I'm praying for you guys. Wish I could do more.
Posted by: Eanna at April 7, 2006 07:38 AMI spoke to the vet this morning, and he had one more idea for getting some of the ipratropium into Rab without stressing him so much...I'm going to try filling up an aquarium with the aerosol and putting Rab in. That way he won't have the scary mechanical noise, or the air flow on his face.
We're all having a hard time giving up, I guess.
Posted by: abita at April 7, 2006 12:43 PMHe didn't like the big box any better. :-(
Posted by: abita at April 7, 2006 10:49 PMPoor Rabby. Poor Abita and Victor. :( I feel so badly for you guys. I hope you've found peace with your decision...I think that's the most you can hope for. Our thoughts and prayers go out to you guys. *huggs*
Posted by: Lynn at April 8, 2006 05:27 PMAwww, thinking of poor little Rab xxx
Posted by: Shamisen at April 9, 2006 03:52 PMthat is so dreadfuly sad. Poor little Rab...
Hugs to all
colleen