In December she acted odd a few times and I noticed her girly bits looked a little larger than usual, but nothing struck me as worrisome. No stone, no blood, lots of pee and poo. Then this weekend, she didn't want to come out of her cozy. Didn't finish all of her food. I found bloody pee stains in the bedding. Sunday morning I inspected her....and I could see the tip of the stone lodged in her urethra. Yikes! She was peeing. She was eating, mostly. I did as much research as I could and contemplated what to do. In the end, I pumped her up with more shilintong, some pain killer and waited. The painkiller helped: two hours later, she was perky and chowing food. It was the best she had looked all weekend.
On Monday, I took Willow to the vet on the way to work, knowing that my regular vet wasn't in. Poor Dr. McMillan: guinea pigs are not her specialty and I left Willow for her to take care of. I would understand if Willow couldn't be saved. I could understand if McMillan did triage and had me bring Willow back on Tuesday.
What a Valentines Day present I got! At lunchtime Dr. McMillan called me to tell me she had removed the stone and that Willow was doing fine. My jaw dropped when I came to pick her up at the end of the day. The stone was HUGE. I am so glad I didn't try expressing it myself. I'd have killed her. As it is, I'm amazed they got it out of her without leaving a mark.
|Willow and her stone|
Willow is doing well, has been eating like a champ and peeing all over. She limped a bit her first evening home but that has gone away. I suspect she pulled something when struggling with the vet. Who could blame her?
The x-ray they took of her on Monday showed no other stones forming in her bladder. So I'm keeping my fingers crossed that Willow will remain stone-free for a while.