Follow up to the sickly cat saga:

So Thursday morning Jessica and I once more dropped mr. p back off at the vet, this time for a second set of radiographs. After a long day of waiting the Vet finally called at 5:30 p.m. to let me know that although the report from the radiologist had not yet arrived he had looked over the x-rays with another doctor and based on the gas patterns in the stomach it appeared to them that there might not be a blockage after all in which case it might be pancreatitis (swelling and hyper-activity of the pancreas possibley brought about by a change in diet that results in the over production of digestive enzymes which then begin to actually eat away at the intestinal lining and the area surrounding the pancreas itself) the proposed next step was to get an ultra sound along with a light sedative that would allow the doctors to get a better look at the pancreas....this was going to cost an additional $475.00 on top of the $710.00 I had already paid at this point. I told them it just was not an option and asked what I might be able to do instead. we came up with a plan to have me take mr. p home and administer sub-cutaneous fluids along with pepcid ac, an antibiotic, and medicine for gastrointestinal irritation, a medicine to repair intestinal walls and nutri-cal to provide some of the badly needed nutrients that mr. p was no longer getting from food. So I arrived at the vet that night for more bad news. Between the time it took me to get from work to the doctor's office the radiology report had arrived. There was a blockage. The intestine was becoming distended and the next course of action was surgery....at a cost of 1,200-1,800 dollars.... I had to make a decision. but instead I just lost it. by the time I finished hysterically crying I had decided to take mr.p home for the night and consider the surgery for friday or saturday if he didnt improve any. Long story short....he got much worse and Saturday was dropped off for the operation. The findings? The ziplock portion of a sandwich bag along with some festive red and silver christmas ribbon stuck in the small intestine....way to go mr. pants!
the Surgery seems to have been a success...I spoke with the vet today and he informed me that pants tried to make a break for it after being transported back to the clinic from the animal hospital on coney island...but he still will not eat. the plan is to give him some valium tonight to stimulate his appetite and see if he can keep food down without getting sick. If all goes well we could have him back by tomorrow night!!!! hooray!! wish us well as I now owe $2100 in cat medical bills!