Follow-up CenterThreads made in the Emergency Room forum will be moved here by staff as a way to follow-up with members after their budgie emergency.
This keeps the E.R. for only the most current emergencies.
Sorry to take up a new thread, but I'm worried and need advice.
Pysia has been on the mend, but each afternoon he's going crazy. Not cute crazy, but cocaine addict crazy.
He East everything he has, and then runs around the cage non stop. Looking for food and screaming. If you take him out of the cage he just wants to go everywhere picking up anything that might be edible.
His crop is full, and he got enzymes from his very to help with digestion, but right now it's 9:00pm, pitch black in the room, and he's climbing on walls screaming. This is. Bird who was dying a few days ago...
He's unresponsive to our voices, like he's possessed by demonic spirits. I e tried everything, and short of giving him more food I don't know what to do.
He's eaten a plate of food about the size of a budgies head, and is now banging his bell on the side of the cage.
It's 9pm, and I can't calm him at all. It's like he's full of adrenalin, and Im scared he'll hurt himself.
Last edited by FaeryBee; 02-12-2015 at 11:20 AM.
Reason: corrected typos
Member of the Year 2016//Exceptional Service Award August 2016//MOTM May 2013
Have you kept weight records. As stated above the manic feeding behavior is typical of megabacteria. What is happening is the fungal organism prevents the absorption of nutrition by the gut so bird looses large amt of weight but feels terrible hunger and therefore eats excessively. the bird needs to excrete what it eats so there should be a lot of droppings other wise may need a birdy laxative and a vet visit ASAP as this is very stressful to your delicate bird. Do you have an e-clinic ? Praying for your Budgie. One of the homeopathic soothing drops might make him calmer and a little sleepy. Like we drink sleepy time tea. This may redirect the hunger sensation. Sugar is bad for a bird with fungal illness. Blessings, Jo Ann
I'm deeply sorry to say that pysia was put to sleep at 8:00pm tonight.
He didn't sleep all night after the vet, and became completely mad, climbing all over his cage, and constant searching for food, though never fully eating it. He would only settle if he was in my hands, and lay fluffed and sleepy.
This morning he was crawling all over the cage, I took him out and he seemed completely insane, his concentration was all over the place, and he was very fluffed up. It was the equivalent of a budgie on speed. His poop was rusty brown, liquid, and lacked solidity. I let him feed, thinking I was starving him, despite his crop being full, but the food didn't seem to pass much.
I gave him some lemon juice in the hope of fighting what I suspected to be mega bacterium, and it helped a little, but he was more fluffed up than ever before.
It was soo soft to touch
Towards the afternoon he started to calm down, and then fell asleep in my hands. My neck was sore as all hell but I sat still for 3 hours, hoping he would recover a bit. Though after sleeping, he was still very weak.
He hadn't seen my mum for a few weeks, she came over, and he barely flinched at her presence aside from finding the energy to kiss her, before settling down in her hands.
We attempted to feed him one more time, but he seems to have a neurological problem, he couldn't coordinate himself. We continued to cuddle him, and he just sat there fluffed and breathing heavily.
We took hm to his vet, he slept the whole way there, and didn't react much when there. Mark agreed that what ever he had, curing it would be unlikely, and that we had run out of treatment options. I suggested it might be mega bacterium, but I already had decided to end the suffering. Mark suggested it could be, but said in his state, the treatment would kill him. Not to mention if it was mega bacterium, Mark wouldn't have been able to get the meds easily, and two more days of suffering I wasn't going to allow.
Mark was gentle, and let me hold him. I wouldn't have had it any other way. It only took a couple of minutes and his eyes were closed the whole time. It's like he went to sleep. It was soo peaceful and dignified, just what he deserved. At 8:00pm he passed.
We wrapped his beautiful body in an amazing silk handkerchief we bought in Japan once, and put him in a nice jewelry box we had.
We had organised a cremation service for him, and the lady came to pick up his body at 9:30pm. She started the business after she couldn't find a place to honestly cremate her pet cat, so I knew she'd look after him.
Tonight the wind blows strong, even though it was meant to be a calm night. I know pysia is spreading his wings and flapping them hard.