The surgery went well, and Xerxes was doing pretty good immediately afterward, but later that night and the next morning he started to have problems. He had an episode yesterday morning where he had bronchial spasms and his body clamped down and forced his airways and lungs shut. He de-satted into the 30s briefly. He had to be hand-pumped and even (I think they said) given CPR briefly. He had another similar yet less severe episode while I was there. He didn't look the best. There's also a red area near his surgery wound that they are keeping an eye on to make sure it doesn't get worse (they outlined it in pen). He was looking very pale, so they were going to check his hematocrit and give him a transfusion if it was low, but I left before that. Poor little guy. At least he's on the best painkiller in the world (Fentanyl) and they gave him some Ativan (like xanax or valium) to calm him.
Pics:
1. Right before his breathing attack.
2. Nurse K. bagging him.
3. Doctor's rush to his side.
4. CLose up of his scar and the area of redness.
5. His Royal Cuteness.
6. Looking a little pale...