Last night was not a good night in our house. Susie hasn't eaten since Friday and on Saturday she stopped drinking. Much of yesterday was spent forcing sugar water down her throat, something she was very unhappy about.
When a dog stops eating and drinking and starts hiding under beds it's not a good sign. Last night I started losing hope. I called J in tears and told her not to expect Susie to pull through, she was showing signs of death and we needed to prepare for the worst.
I cried myself to sleep last night, Susie is the best dog! I know you're probably thinking that your dog is the best but you're wrong, Susie is THE BEST!!! She WAS the worst, and I thought about that last night, how she was an awful puppy and it brought a smile to my face. She chewed a hole in the middle of our wall one day, who does that? How do you decide one day to pick a spot in the middle of a WALL and just start chewing? She was crazy. She ate everything, shoes, toys, phones, pencils...crayons were her favorite.
These are the things I was thinking of last night and around 10:30 pm I sat up in bed and saw Susie standing in the hallway staring at me. I got up to give her some loving and she just leaned into me and snuggled my arm and I prayed that tomorrow would bring a miracle because I just can't imagine life without her.
This morning we made it into the vet and I was fully prepared for the worst, I knew we couldn't afford to spend hundreds of dollars on more tests to figure out what was wrong with her and then hundreds more to treat her. Luis and I decided we could afford another hundred or so and that was it. Since she still wasn't any better we knew that the possible pesticides on the grass wasn't the problem. Luckily, this time she was running a fever and that made it easier to diagnose her since we were able to rule out poisoning.
She got 4 shots today and was diagnosed with pancreatitus (I have no idea how to spell that), something that was discussed as a possibility earlier but she didn't have all the symptoms and so poisoning seemed more likely. When we got home she immediately drank some water and we're keeping our fingers crossed that she'll want to eat tonight. We have a follow up appointment in the morning to make sure we got it right this time and adjust any meds if need be.
We're not sure about the diagnosis at this point but we're hopeful. She seems to be doing better already and the fact that she's not hiding under a bed anymore makes me feel like she's going to make it.
That doesn't look like a sick dog to me.
5 comments:
Poor baby. :(
I know how hard it is when a pet is ill and you think it's The Worst, and then you have to think about what you can actually *afford* to do, and it just kills you.
Hope that she continues to get better! And *hug* for you too, Allie!
That's my girl!!
My dog was diagnosed with pancreatitis and was given a pill to take daily, he was dead of heart failure 2 weeks later. Good luck.
You know what I find odd? That all the mean, anonymous comments come from the exact same IP address, isn't that weird?
I get that, whoever you are, you don't like me but I'm not stupid and I'll take the advice of my vet, a trained professional, over some random, crazy internet stalker.
Well, MY dog had pancreatitis more than once. There was an underlying reason, but I can't remember why she was predisposed to it. She recovered each time. So I have faith Susie will be just fine!
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