We got Sammy when he was three months old. He was very energetic and healthy as far as we knew. About two months later, he stopped playing and seemed very lethargic. After not touching his food for a few days, we took him to the emergency vet. They called that night and mentioned FIP as the most likely culprit. By the morning they had changed the diagnosis to a bacterial infection. This gave a short-lived sigh of relief. We took him to our regular vet the next day who confirmed Sammy is in very bad shape, being anemic and jaundiced. The vet prescribed a steroid for a possible autoimmune disorder. Neither the antibiotic nor the steroid had any effect and instead, Sammy's condition continued to worsen. His tail was completely immobile and his walking started to get wobbly. We left but returned the next day after Sammy's condition deteriorated even further. The vet said it is likely he will pass away that day but my wife refused to give up. At this point I still did not know it was FIP, but I started to have suspicions that the emergency vet clinic was incorrect. Not only did none of the prescribed medications work, we heard through the grapevine that Sammy's brother had recently been diagnosed with FIP. I was referred to FIP warriors by the rescue we got Sammy through. Sammy also had to spend the night in the hospital getting a blood transfusion. Sammy is officially cured as of December 27, 2021.