The Old Codger is still evading hospital, reclining on sofa. Op delayed. He's pleased, celebrating with a bit of reduced M&S haddock.
His thyroid is now borderline low. It needs to be stable. In rare cases, the vet tells me, they grow thyroid tissue around the body which then malfunctions. The vet can't feel the thyroid itself, suggesting Mr C is that rare case. Of course :)
He's on a week of megapills and then more vet. I'm getting faintly worried about the massive med doses, at one point I had to wake him up yesterday to offer food as he hadn't eaten all day. Unheard of.
Purring, however, licking haddock flakes off whiskers. :)