This week Mollie had her ultrasound. I couldn’t let her write about it because she was really annoyed. This is a G rated blog and the words wouldn’t be appropriate.
She had her belly shaved and they put her in a cradle thingie on her back. (I am so sorry I didn’t get a picture!) It was sized for her but she had to feel very vulnerable. Reminded me of women on their back with their legs in stirrups!
At the end of the procedure, they called me in and showed me what they found. I walked into a darkened room and got a real stink eye from her. She was still in the cradle.
There is no sign of cancer or IBD or any other horrible thing. In fact, she’s very healthy. Her organs are healthy and appropriately sized. He could not see her esophagus (too high) but there weren’t any gas pockets in her GI system.
This all happened yesterday so I haven’t talked to my vet yet but I’m hopeful this chapter is over. She’s still an old cat but she’s a healthy old cat and right now pretty cranky!
The other cats told her she smelled funny so she spent the day trying to clean up that vet smell. She hasn’t quite forgiven me yet but I know where she likes to be scratched. If only it were that easy with people!