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Canine Disk Surgery Recovery Journal – Neurosurgeon Follow-up Visit (Day 16)

Let’s get right to it – the neurosurgeon was thrilled with Daisy’s progress so far! Especially considering that she was in such iffy condition when we brought her home coupled with the fact that the surgeon had said we should only expect to see small improvements weekly, specifically NOT daily. BUT as you saw in this recovery journal, Daisy did make progress daily, and our little girl surprised even a highly experienced neurosurgeon.

The surgeon asked, “Can she walk a little for me?” DD put Daisy on the floor, and she tore across the room to run and hide behind me! I walked a little so Daisy would walk, and I must say, she put on her best show! The neurosurgeon was impressed with all of her progress. Still, Daisy has to have four more weeks of strict crate rest – we still have to carry her down to the curb to go potty, and no extended walks yet. But those four more weeks are shorter than were expected – it was supposed to be eight weeks of strict crate rest; two weeks were shaved off. 🙂

Her left rear leg did react to testing, which it wasn’t doing before the surgery. And that’s only after two weeks, so it will probably get even stronger and better over time.

AND – no more sling! We can take her on her short walks without using the sling at all – at this point it wasn’t holding her up anyway, it was just there in case she needed it and to give her confidence. Walking her and carrying her in and out will be much easier now.

And we can bathe Daisy and groom her – thank goodness! She’s getting a bit…::ahem::…scented these days…and her hair has gone wild without a trim!

LOOK AT THAT CRAZY BEARD!!

LOOK AT THAT CRAZY BEARD!!

That’s the good news – which is all the most important stuff anyway.

The medium news, which we can adjust to: no rough play, meaning no more tug-o-war, no more chasing toys, no more intense running – EVER. And while we can certainly eliminate those more high-powered activities, it’s going to be a battle getting Daisy to stop. Tug-o-war is her favorite game, and racing like a lunatic through the house is a favorite activity. We can ignore her prompts to play tug-o-war (though it’s hard not playing something with her that we know she loves, especially when she teases us with a toy), but how do we stop her from racing around? Maybe we’ll have to limit her to smaller areas of the house – lots of baby gates will be needed!

Also, though her incision is healing well, the surgeon said she seems to be having a bit of “suture reactivity”, meaning there are little bumps along the incision from the stitches under the skin (possibly an allergic reaction). It’s not bad, though, and we can put either Vitamin E or triple antibiotic cream on it to help it along. She said if we see little ends of stitches popping out through the incision anywhere, “just pull them out” – I think we’ll leave that to DH, he’s much better with icky stuff than we are! Hopefully we won’t have to deal with that anyway.

Peach fuzz is getting longer and softer, but doesn't this remind you of a fire break in the woods? :)

Peach fuzz is getting longer and softer, but doesn’t this remind you of a fire break in the woods? 🙂

The bad news: this could happen again. The surgeon said she’s seen dogs go through 2 or 3 disk surgeries in a lifetime, though it’s not common…but it can still happen. DD asked what we can do to prevent it, and the answer was “Nothing. If it happens again, it’s not your fault – this is a degenerative disk disease.” So while we will limit her activities, the surgeon said she could pop a disk just by stretching or walking off a curb. We’re praying it doesn’t happen again – mostly because we don’t want her going through that agony again, but also because our wallets can’t really handle any more expensive surgeries!

In my view, the good news far outweighs the bad news and the bad part may never happen anyway. So we’re happy, she’s happy, the surgeon is happy – our Christmas will be jolly! 😀

I got a good report from my surgeon - I'm a happy pup again! :D

I got a good report from my surgeon – I’m a happy pup again! 😀

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Canine Disk Surgery Recovery Journal – Day 6

We’re seeing yet more attentiveness and alertness from Daisy today, and she complained once because we were lying on the sofa without her – in this case, that’s a good thing! She hasn’t cared about that until now, and it’s normal for her to want to be on the sofa with us. As soon as we sat up, she was fine again. 🙂

DD thought she might get a pee out of Daisy today – she took her to her favorite bush and this time, Daisy actually did sniff it; up until now, she’d just stand there staring straight ahead (she reminded me of a cow in a pasture!). She slightly lowered her back end as if to pee, then quickly changed her mind. Hey, it’s a start; but meanwhile, it’s back down to the vet tonight for another expressing.

Daisy did walk a little further and seemed interested in the outdoors for the first time. 🙂

She’s off the Tramadol, but I’m sure it’ll take a couple days for it to completely leave her system, so we’ll see if it had any bearing on her not wanting to pee. We’re having unseasonably warm weather here – nearly 70 today and even warmer temps predicted for tomorrow – so that makes it easier to keep her outside for an extra few steps.

Daisy post op Day 6

Looking even more like her old self!

Evening update: We took Daisy to be expressed tonight, and she put on quite a show for the folks in the waiting room. The vet tech hadn’t even touched her and she started screeching as if someone were sticking her with pins. I made a general explanation about how she does this “pre-emptive screeching”, and they seemed to understand.

Meanwhile, we’re getting to know some “regulars” at the hospital – one couple whose dog needs bandages changed every day are always there when we go, so we’ve gotten to know them. Tonight the husband said, “See you tomorrow!” and unfortunately he’s probably right!

Daisy’s appetite is soaring into full gear now. Tonight she started whining around 11 PM and it turned out she was ravenous! So the smaller rations we’ve been giving her aren’t enough, which is good. She’s quickly working her way back up to normal portions.

There seems to be no additional pain without the Tramadol, so that’s also good. The Prednisone is also done, so now Daisy is only on the antibiotic for the UTI.

We’re really happy with this progress; fingers crossed for the some pee-mail (as our dear friend Easy the silvermistygrey weimeraner calls it!) tomorrow!

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Canine Disk Surgery Recovery Journal – Day 3

Day 3 – the day of The Incident. Not anything bad for Daisy, just for us. You’ll read about it and see pics at the end of the journal.

There was a big positive change overnight – Daisy slept through the night – that’s a BIG difference! And today (Wednesday) during the day, we didn’t have to put on any of the music that calms her and makes her fall asleep. Yesterday and Monday we played that music almost endlessly because she was whining so much and seemed so uncomfortable. BIG forward movement!

And one more big positive thing – she peed on her own this morning! Granted, she peed all over herself and the crate bed while she was lying down, but who cares! We didn’t have to try to express her again, and that’s all that matters. She HATED that. We were about fifteen minutes from trying to express her when DD looked in her crate and saw darkness on the fleece blanket – hurrah! We removed the bedding and while DD cleaned Daisy up on a clean wee wee pad, I changed her bedding.

Daisy post op first pee

We got the idea of how to set up Daisy’s bedding from a wonderfully helpful site called Dodgerslist.com. He’s a vet who owns rescue dachshunds, so he’s very experienced with dogs’ back issues and surgeries. Daisy’s bedding consists of a piece of memory foam cut to the size of the crate floor – this is wrapped securely in a trash bag. On top of the trash bag is a wee wee pad, and wrapped around that is a doubled-over fleece blanket, firmly taped to the underside of the crate floor.

The fleece blanket had a nice little wet patch, but when I unwrapped it, I was thrilled to discover that the entire big wee wee pad was completely soaked and heavy! What a relief! We praised her like crazy so hopefully she’ll keep going on her own.

The left rear leg is still dragging. It’s really pathetic to watch her trying to shift herself around in the crate, dragging that leg that’s twisting underneath her. She manages, but it just breaks my heart. To see a formerly functional leg dragging like this is tough on a softie like me. I keep wanting to run over and help her, but the surgeon said definitively not to. ::sigh::

This was Daisy yesterday - you can see how her position shows how uncomfortable she felt.

This was Daisy yesterday – you can see how much suffering was going on.

This is Daisy today. Just one day difference and she looks less pained and more comfortable.

This is Daisy today. Just one day difference and she looks less pained and more comfortable.

Daisy’s appetite is still quite diminished, but that was to be expected. We don’t want to overfeed her because of her lack of activity and the peanut butter that she’s getting with her meds. The surgeon said the worst thing would be if she gained weight right now. And since she hadn’t been eating much in the hospital, we also didn’t want to shock her shrunken stomach with too much food or make her vomit; I imagine that would be extremely painful after spinal surgery. So we feed her 10-20 pieces of kibble 2-3 times a day, depending on what she’ll tolerate. We keep checking to make sure we can’t feel her ribs too prominently or any other signs of too much weight loss. So far so good.

We’re managing with the Tramadol through the method I talked about in Day 2, but we’re keeping all of your wonderful suggestions in our back pocket in case this eventually fails.

The incision is looking good.

So here’s the story of The Incident.

We have moved our computers into the family room on folding tables so we can be with Daisy while we work. Everything in the room has been shifted so her crate is in the middle with plenty of room for us to access it and soft ramps we built leading to her doors. (We couldn’t care less what a wreck it looks like, we’d do anything for our sweet girl!)

Now that you have the picture…

DD was maneuvering Daisy out of her crate after her heroic pee. Poor Daisy was afraid she was going to be expressed again and wasn’t making it easy. Once she got her limp leg clear of the crate, DD moved quickly backward in a crouched position and slammed into a folding table behind her – that just happened to have my full cup of coffee on it – very black coffee. I’m sure I don’t have to tell you the result:

Whatever next?!

Whatever next?!

What the heck, after all this is over, that carpet is getting shampooed anyway!

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Canine Disk Surgery Recovery Journal: Day 2

I’m behind in posting this, it was supposed to go up last night at the end of Day 2, but I was hoping to have some pics to share. Unfortunately I didn’t have time to crop and define them, so this is just text. Sorry about that! Tonight’s post for Day 3 will be better.

There was a little less whining during the night Tuesday night, which we’re taking as a good sign. Daisy is doing a fair bit of panting, though, which may be due to pain or perhaps it’s a side effect of the meds.

Moving around is very difficult for her because of that limp back leg. She just kind of drags it or just drags her entire rear end around without picking it up as she turns in circles to rearrange herself; once in a while we’ll see her pick it up but not bend it or use it at all. If it wasn’t for that leg, she’d be doing much better. She seemed to have trouble staying comfortable today and there was a bit more whining in the daytime.

We’re feeling generally positive, though – the incision looks good and Daisy’s affect is much better than before surgery. At that time, her ears hung limply (far different from a relaxed look), she barely moved, and she had a constant “help me”, pained expression. It was pathetic and heartbreaking. Now, even though she’s enduring a painful recovery and difficult treatments, like being expressed totally against her will, being taken out of the crate twice a day which causes a lot of discomfort for her, and having to take meds she hates, when she’s lying in the crate her ears are perkier, her eyes are brighter, and the “help me” look is gone. Blessings, every single one.

The unexpected “oh dear” issue. Gas. Really putrid, nasty clouds of the stuff – and there’s no escape, we have to stay in the room with her! (Now that’s love LOL!) Daisy hasn’t pooped since she got home, but they didn’t expect her to until Wednesday (tomorrow, but I can’t see it happening). Last night when the vet taught DD and DH how to express Daisy for pee, he checked her colon and found it empty, so he wasn’t at all concerned that she hasn’t pooped. However, she’s passing gas that would knock a T-Rex on its butt. And of course it’s cold out, so we can’t even open windows. Oh, the sacrifices!

Licking bald spots. A good portion of Daisy’s front leg is shaved from where the IV was, and she’ll start licking it. I allow a little bit of it, but then I have to stop her because too much licking can cause hot spots and infection. The absolute last thing we need. Thank goodness she can’t reach her shaved and sutured back!

Tramadol battle. We use natural, organic peanut butter, which is much softer than regular brands. We’ve found that adding crushed Tramadol in with the peanut butter and then freezing it for about ten minutes makes it just solid enough for us to get it far enough into her mouth that it immediately softens and she starts mushing it with her tongue, then swallows it. She pulls a face, but it’s in her! We’ll see if we can keep getting away with that, she has a long way to go on this med. If this starts to fail (aka, if she starts outsmarting us with this method too), we’ll try putting the crushed pill in hamburger.

Acknowledgement! When Daisy heard her buddy barking from down the street, she picked her head up and took notice with her ears raised to half mast – something that she didn’t do in the days before surgery or yesterday. She didn’t bark – the only sounds she makes so far are whining and moaning – but she did become alert, which we’re taking as another positive sign.

Expressing. Daisy really hates this process, but we have to do it until she goes on her own. DD got a small puddle out of Daisy at noon, but nothing came out tonight. Daisy didn’t drink a lot, but still, dogs usually have something saved up. If we can’t get anything out of her by 11 AM tomorrow, we’ll have to take her back to the hospital for help with it again. We really hate to put her through that – going there is always so traumatic for her.

And with all that, Day 2 is finally over and done. At this pace, it’ll feel like a year before the 8 weeks are over!

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Canine Disk Surgery Recovery Journal: Day 1

First off, I can’t thank you all enough for your words of encouragement and support. When I feel low and painfully worried (which happens often), I reread all your kind words, and they really help. Thank you for always being here for us.

We’re journaling Daisy’s recovery, at first day-by-day so we can keep track of everything. Hopefully as the days go by, things will “normalize” and our updates won’t be quite as frequent. I hope to put up some “fun” posts in between!

Daisy’s surgery went well, she has a long incision down her back that we need to keep an eye on, but so far it’s doing well. If you hate seeing sewn-up incisions, scroll past this photo!

Daisy post op incision

There was a 95% chance of a positive outcome from the surgery, and Daisy is doing relatively well except for the fact that her back left leg isn’t working well yet. It’s just kind of hanging and flopping a bit, and when she’s lying down it’s in freaky positions, but the neurosurgeon said not to rearrange it. We weren’t sure if it was paralyzed, which really scared us, but today we saw her move it a little bit, so we’re hopeful.

Monday, 12/7 – First Full Day Home

Today felt about a week long, mostly because even though the hospital gave us great instructions and written information, there are always things that are different from what’s written as well as problems you run into along the way. We’re adjusting, but I feel like it’s going to be a very long 8 weeks. (Total healing could take a year or so.)

Calming the whining – We’re not hearing any of the horrible loud, constant crying and yiping or pathetic pained facial expressions that went on around the clock for two days after Daisy’s meniscus/ACL tear surgery. That’s what we were expecting this time. But it’s not as bad – there are extended periods of whining that sometimes get a bit louder. We did some research and discovered music specifically modulated to heal and calm dogs, created by a neurosurgeon along with a composer. The one we got is harp music (Harp of Hope: Animal Therapy Edition) – and it’s miraculous! We put it on when Daisy is whining and within five minutes, she’s in a deep sleep that lasts for a good half hour. There’s also piano music created the same way called Through a Dog’s Ear that will be our next purchase.

Daisy post op spine 1

Eating – For some reason, Daisy won’t chew her kibble. We can’t give her canned food because it gives her diarrhea, so we’re soaking her kibble to make it soft and mushy. One problem overcome! She won’t eat much, her appetite is affected by the pain, the meds, and her inactivity (which the vet said was normal), so we give her what she’ll take a few times a day. She eats about 10-20 pieces each time, and we’re happy just to see she has any appetite at all.

Meds – Daisy refuses to take her Tramadol pain med, even smothered in peanut butter or pumpkin. We tried mushing it into her softened kibble, but she’s actually sniffing each kibble and rejecting the one with the Tramadol – complete with a shiver when she smells it. We thought we’d gotten one into her this morning, but we discovered that this little sneak of ours had dropped it and laid on top of it, hiding it from us. She has had no pain medication since we brought her home Sunday afternoon. This is when its difficult to have a smart dog – they know exactly how to get around whatever they don’t want! We have been able to get the Prednisone into her, though. That Tramadol must taste horrible!

Going Potty – Nothing since we’ve brought her home. The neurosurgeon said that if she didn’t pee for any 24-hour period, we had to express her or she runs the risk of a UTI, plus a full bladder presses on the spine and causes more pain. This is something we’ve never done, so we watched some YouTube videos about it and also read the instructions the vet gave us. Of course, it did come down to this, but we couldn’t get it to work. So we had to run her back to the hospital tonight so they could show us what to do – fortunately they’re a 24-hour emergency hospital, so doctors are always there. They’re extremely compassionate and helpful – they encourage us to call any time of the day or night if we have questions or concerns, and to bring her in if we feel the need to have someone see her. I can’t tell you how comforting that is.

It wasn’t a pleasant experience with the expressing – the vet found that Daisy’s bladder was so overly full, it was dangerous. He showed DD how to express her – we’re supposed to be able to feel the bladder, but we can’t feel it (nor could he) because her abdomen muscles are so tight and firm. He helped DD do it, but Daisy yiped and screamed and even tried to bite him. It was horrible, but it got done. Now we’ll have to try to do it ourselves, but he told us that if we still have trouble with it, we can bring her in any time of the day or night. These doctors are truly a blessing for us.

Physical movement – Being confined to 8 weeks of strict crate rest doesn’t allow for much, but then again Daisy doesn’t want to move anyway. We have to use a sling on her back end and hold her so that only her hind toes touch the ground and her front legs do all the walking (of which there are only a few steps a day). Her left back leg is limp right now, but today we saw some encouraging small movements driven by the thigh muscle. She can’t put any weight on it at all, but clearly it’s not paralyzed. When she rearranges herself in her crate, she just kind of drags her back end around. We have faith that this will be temporary.

Daisy post op sling

We were told by the neurologist that improvements should happen by the week, not by the day. Yet we saw a couple of small improvements today already, so we’re very encouraged. We’re dreading having to express Daisy three times a day until she pees on her own, and like new parents, we’re still waiting for her first poop, which might not be until midweek.

Onward to Day 2 tomorrow.

 

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Daisy has taken a big turn for the worse; please pray for her

We’re asking our blogging friends for a lot of POTP right now. Daisy is in surgery for a severely misaligned and swollen disc. She’s only 5 years old.

For the past week she’s had back pain again and was on meds, but they didn’t do much good. Yesterday she could barely raise her hind quarters without great effort, and she preferred to lie in one spot for hours. Going down one tiny step to the outdoors made her screech.

We knew this wasn’t good. She was moving backward instead of forward, even on meds. We made an emergency appointment with our dear vet, who did some tests and discovered this was a neurological problem. It could be one of three things: a disc issue (bad but not impossible), a tumor (very bad), or a blood clot (the worst). He called an excellent neurologist and sent us straight over to her.

Her first assessment was that with high-powered meds and 8 weeks of crate rest, things could get better, but she could also become paralyzed suddenly. She would also run this risk for the rest of her life. Or we could opt for surgery, with a 95 percent chance of recovery. If Daisy were to become paralyzed, the odds went down to 50/50.

We authorized an MRI so we could make an educated decision; it showed a severely misaligned disc with a lot of swelling. At that point she pretty much took the choice away from us – without surgery, paralysis was a very real possibility and Daisy would definitely live her life in pain. Constant pain.

We wanted to avoid surgery at all costs, but we couldn’t. She’s in surgery now and if she does well, we bring her home Sunday for 8 weeks of crate rest (and some frightening things the surgeon said we’ll see, but we’ll talk about them as they happen).

Meanwhile we are praying harder than we ever have in our lives. We’re asking our wonderful blogging friends to send positive thoughts and prayers to Daisy for a successful surgery and full recovery. We need our sweet little girl to get through this and be her silly little self again. Nothing would be the same without her.

Daisy

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I’m…WHAT?!

Hello friends, Daisy here. I’m hijacking the blog for a good, well-deserved rant.

I went to the vet recently – no, strike that, I was taken against my will – for my annual “visit”. HAH! That’s no visit! When people visit my family, they don’t show up with needles, they don’t stick thermometers up each other, and they certainly don’t pull back each others lips to study their teeth. Not to mention some other less-than-social things that happen on this so-called vet “visit“.

It wasn’t bad enough that he gave me my annual shots (!), took my temperature (!!) and took my blood (!!!), but he poked and probed me in some very unwelcome ways. ::ahem:: I will spare you the details.

That's ME hiding under the chair in the vet's waiting room. It was no use...they found me anyway. :(

That’s ME hiding under the chair in the vet’s waiting room. It was no use…they found me anyway. 😦

The good news is that all the test results came back perfect. I am healthy. YAY!
BUT…there’s always the other side – he called me MIDDLE AGED!!
ME!
My family calls me “puppy” more than they call me “Daisy”! They always say “You’re the sweetest little puppy ever!” How can I be middle aged?!

I have one word for you, my dear vet.
RUDE.

Yeah. That’s right.
You call me middle aged? I call you RUDE.
R-U-D-E.

You may have saved my life when I was a baby.
You may have helped me through all my dangerous damages and awful illnesses.

But you do NOT, under any circumstances, call a girl “MIDDLE AGED”.
At least not to her face.

I need some serious cuddle time after being called middle aged! I'm only 5!

I need some serious cuddle time after being called middle aged! I’m only 5!

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Daisy’s second follow-up vet visit

I’m SO, SO happy to report that Daisy turned a major corner last week and started walking more normally – she even tried to run and jump! She’s looking like her happy self again, her eyes are bright and she’s very interested in her toys. She even wants to climb on our laps for cuddles. 😀 😀 😀

I'm finally back where I belong! :)

I’m finally back where I belong! 🙂

Yesterday morning was her second follow-up vet visit and he was very pleased with her progress. We got THE smile from him that we were hoping for!

We still have to finish up the anti-inflammatory pills over the next two weeks and she’s still on “restricted activities” – no long walks, just several short outings per day, and no jumping EVER again. When we pick her up, we have to support her entire length and keep her level with the ground. We can live with that!

And even more good news is that she can have baths again (much to her chagrin and our absolute joy) – and boy does she need one, three weeks is far too long for Daisy! Especially since there were some pretty nasty 90+ degree days during that time. Her hair and nails are all overgrown, her hair is extra curly and feels more like a Berber carpet than a soft Havachon!

Oh no, not this again...

Oh no, not this again…

And we can pick her up and bring her onto the couch with us – we’ve all missed our Daisy cuddles, and she clearly did too. During her floor time these past weeks, when we’re on the couch, she’s restless and can’t settle herself for too long because she wants to be with us. She kept standing near us with big pleading eyes, a gently wagging tail and a soft whine. It was so hard to say no.

But why can't I come cuddle with you like I always do?

But why can’t I come cuddle with you like I always do?

Again, thank you all for your POTP, prayers, and well wishes. You helped us as much as you helped Daisy. Our blogging community is THE BEST! 🙂

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Daisy’s follow-up vet visit

First off, I can’t tell you how moved we all are at the outpouring of prayers, positive thoughts, and support we received from everyone. You all mean so much to us and it really helped to feel that support. The pet blogging community is the best in the world. 🙂

I don’t know which of our lovely blog buddies told POTP about Daisy’s injury, but some wonderful person did and they put her up on their site. Whoever you are, we send you lots of love and thanks for being so thoughtful. We met some beautiful new friends through POTP, and we visit the site every day to give back the strength and love we received. If you haven’t been to POTP (Power Of The Paw), you can click the link to get there and help other pets and pet parents through difficult times.

Well, we have good news, okay news, and not-so-great (but not terrible!) news from the follow-up visit with our vet.

The good news: Daisy is out of the woods with the paralysis risk. However, if this happens again, she’ll face the same risk. The vet said he looks for any signs of forward movement and no signs of worsening, and he was pleased that she looked slightly improved and definitely not worse, but not enough to make him smile (that’s his tell!) except when he was sweet-talking her. Also, her attitude is much improved and she doesn’t look scared all the time – only when she feels pain. She’s taking an interest again and actually chewed her Nylabone today! She was also able to eat by herself from her food bowl instead of having to be hand-fed. 🙂

I couldn't take a picture of Daisy when she was at her worst because I don't want to remember her that way. But here she is yesterday - still not her little sprightly Daisy face, but better than before.

I couldn’t take a picture of Daisy when she was at her worst because I don’t want to remember her that way. But here she is yesterday – still not her little sprightly Daisy face, but better than before. This is one of her long lie-down breaks she takes when she goes for a quick “taking care of business” trip outside.

The okay news: She has a slipped disc that’s causing most of the back pain. She’s walking better but still taking very tentative steps and can’t roll onto her back – sometimes she can lie on her side, other times she can’t. When DD or DH come into the house and she gets excited, I have to hold her back but she still starts yiping. I think her muscles must tense with excitement and that causes her pain.

"I remember the days when I could romp over grass tufts..."

“I remember the good ol’ days when I could romp over grass tufts…”

The not-so-great (but not terrible!) news: She will have this problem for the rest of her life, and it is considered a degenerative condition. She’s not allowed to do any more jumping – since her leg injury, we’ve only let her jump up onto things and not down specifically because we wanted to prevent back injury from the impact of jumping down. Guess that strategy didn’t work! So DH is building another ramp for her (he already built one for the car) to get up and down off the couch, and we’ll be watching her closely. We’ve had our couches barricaded since her ACL/meniscus tear anyway, so eventually we’ll just open up one small spot and put the ramp there when we allow her up with us. But that won’t be for quite a while.

We will be checking into acupuncture to see if that will help. I’m just hoping that after this has passed, she’s not left with any pain and can run like a nut again. 🙂

Our next follow-up vet appointment is in two weeks, and we’re hoping for a big smile from him then. Thank you all again for your prayers, kind messages and good wishes, we’re sure they helped Daisy improve, and they definitely helped us!

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Daisy needs your positive thoughts

We had a very scary Saturday. It all started when Daisy let out a yipe when nobody was touching her. Then she did it again a little later. And she was walking a bit carefully, not her usually rompy, frolicking little self.

Then it all hit the fan. She was up on the sofa with us, and she gave another little yipe. DD touched her lightly on the back, and all hell broke loose.

She cried out and kept crying, making her way awkwardly across the couch to me – she always comes to me when she needs comforting.

She tried to sit on my lap but couldn’t get comfortable. She was trembling, whimpering, and couldn’t position herself.

“Call the vet!” I yelled.

DD was on it. You see, I’m good at panicking, DD is good at taking action. After the crisis is over, we both fall apart.

Anyway, our wonderful vet told us to bring her in even though his schedule was packed. He usually closes at 2:00 on Saturdays and he was backed up until at least 3:00, but he still let us come in.

He tested her neck and legs – all fine. Then he pressed along her spine and at one point she screamed.

“It’s her back,” he said. “She has back pain.”

He told us that it’s common for small dogs to get back pain between the ages of 4 and 6 – Daisy is 5. However, it can go either of two ways – either it’ll get better over the course of two MONTHS or it’ll get worse, which would be really bad. I don’t even want to think about that, don’t want to talk about that outcome. It just can’t happen. It just can’t.

He said if her legs start to wobble we have to call him immediately; that would be extremely bad. He wants to see her again on Tuesday morning; it’s never good when a vet wants to do a follow-up in three days.

She can’t go for walks, just a short, slow trip outside to take care of business and then back in again. When we got home and took her out a few hours later, after just a few minutes she had to take a 15 minute break to lie down in the grass. It was heartbreaking.

The vet gave her a shot to help take the edge off the pain and gave us two meds for her, one of which is pretty strong. She was crying when she walked, but once the meds kicked in, she could walk gingerly without constant crying. She whimpers here and there, screeches occasionally, and walks like a cat with its back arched, very slowly and awkwardly. Mostly she’s just lying absolutely motionless for hours, very occasionally looking up at us with big scared eyes.

If I could take the pain from her and put it into myself, I would do it in a heartbeat. It’s so painful to watch such an innocent little pup – or any animal – suffer so much. She doesn’t understand, and she’s scared. Understandably. We’re wrecks, also understandably.

We’re asking our blog buddies for your prayers, positive thoughts, messages to the Universe, or whatever you believe in to pull her through this and let it be something she can recover from and not the worst case scenario.

Because we just couldn’t deal with that.

We’ll keep you updated as the days go by.

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