I lost my precious little Tazzie last night and I am devastated and in shock. I took him to the vet yesterday at 4:30 p.m. because he was a little constipated and by 9:00 p.m. he was gone. He wasn't sick or anything. I just took him to the vet so I could get it taken care of while it was just a "minor" problem. I don't know what could have happened. The vet gave him an enema. He said a lot of fecal matter came out and it looked completely normal. He said that the urates were very hard and dry and there was some water in his cloaca from the soaks I had been doing, but that it just didn't absorb far enough in to loosen things up. He also gave him a stool softener called DSS because he thought there might still be some fecal matter left.
I handed a happy, healthy, 4 year old beardie to the vet and he took him in back to do the enema. When he brought him back, he was limp, completely non-responsive, with a very black beard and closed eyes. I was very upset, but the vet told me that there was nothing wrong with him. He said that Tazzie was just "really pissed off" and was having a "stress reaction". I kept insisting that there was something seriously wrong with my baby, but he just dismissed my concerns as over-reacting and said he'd be fine by dinner time. I took him home, but he got worse. He started having convulsions, his eyes rolled back into his head and got really sunken in, his tongue got stuck outside his mouth and it was light gray and ice cold. I called his vet but he had left for the day and the only vet still there didn't see reptiles. They referred me to a few emergency animal clinics and I called until I found one that could see him. I rushed him to the clinic and on the way there, he was gasping for air and his body was stiffening up into horrible contortions. At the clinic, they put him on oxygen, gave him subcutaneous fluids and kept him warm while trying to figure out what was wrong, but within 1 1/2 to 2 hours, he was gone.
It cost me more than $800 to try and save him, so I don't know if I can afford the necropsy (the vet at the clinic is supposed to call me about it shortly), but does anyone have any idea what might have happened to my baby?? The pain and guilt is so overwhelming. I knew something was wrong. I knew it wasn't a "stress reaction". Maybe if I would have fought harder and refused to leave the office with him in that condition, they could have helped him before it was too late. Please... does anyone have any ideas what might have happened???
Thanks so much,
Lisa



