Maxwell&me
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Below is a post from my blog~ I'm totally exhausted, I cant write or think right now, and simply worried sick- as mentioned, he had his shots 6 months ago, had some loss of bladder control over the past week and I brought him in....Ive been reading all afternoon, and I know it could be many things~ and I know that this can be reversible if found early. I'm just wondering if anyone has ever had this happen?
Getting a urine sample from a dog~ my task first thing this morning for a perhaps bladder infection… picture me in my puffy pink robe, with my glasses… at six in the morning with a little plastic cup that used to hold the jewelry of my deceased mother~ begging him to lift his leg a little higher and hoping that I didn’t scare him with the quick movement between his legs, I knew I only needed a tablespoon…but I had only one shot at getting first morning urine, and if I blew it~ Id have to wait till Monday. Thankfully Hogan has pretty good aim and I have quick reflexes in my arm….in and out…He never even knew what hit him….
Off to the vet we go, girls and I armed with our little bottle of pee and Hogan…King Charles Spaniel, safely tucked in his blanket in the back of the car - only problem is I have this country vet I love who is 45 minutes away from me… so armed with a cup of coffee and my daughters who have their Nintendo DS ~ I hope that we can make it up there without stopping six times for potty breaks and snacks at every drive thru…..
Why oh Why cant anything be easy?
Hogan has been feeling the stress around here…I figured that his small issue of bladder control (only on two occasions, both times while I was crying..) was more due to me being upset than him actually having a problem. The Third Time I got concerned and so….snap forward to this morning with the urine sample.
We show up at the vet, and the tech is on the phone with this screaming, crying elderly lady…and as I’m trying to untwist Hogan leash from around my ankles and raising my eyebrows at the girls ( secret code for…If you act up Im going to back hand ya one ) I realize the hysterical woman on the phone has a serious problem, and that the dogs coming in…actually its so bad the Nurse has to go get it at this womans home~ my girls are in the waiting room and they are most likely going to be traumatized. Great, just frigged perfect.
Vet Sally analyzes Hogans urine, she sits down with me and tells me that she does in fact think this is a serious problem. His ph is off, testing abnormal…she knows I just lost my mom…to loose my fella at this point too … would crush me. She suggests running every test in the book to find out whats wrong…but she has a suspicion its Leptospirosis…even though he just got vaccinated six months ago~ for those of you who don’t know…That is contagious to Humans, and having a daughter with immune difficultly…..Well, I cant take any chances with either of their health so I paid for the test…all of the tests…the Louis Vuitton fund is out the window, but I didn’t need it anyway…*smile*
We will know in five days what is going on…or if nothing is going on and it is behavioral~ leave it to me and my life to have my dog pick up some bacteria from raccoon Pee …
I’m not even going to go into what was brought back to the vets from the crying telephone call- all I can say about that is…. it will give me nightmares for years. Thankfully the nurse had enough forethought to cover him with a blanket when she walked him past the girls….. and they didn’t realize what was really going on with that lovely old springer spaniel. Say a prayer for his sweet soul~ and old fashioned country vets that can help a well meaning old woman out- I’m sure that wasn’t paid for, but really needed to be done.
Hogan is on a 14 day course of antibiotics, for his whatever the heck it is…and if it does turn out to be Leptospirosis, well~ we all will be too! Talk about family fun~ we can all take our pills wrapped in cheese twice a day. I feel almost like Bob Barker…don’t forget to have your pets vaccinated, and even if you do you might just get lucky~ smile~ and have them get it anyway! Hopefully, no long term damage has been done, and he will be well on his way to recovery….Just cant handle one more loss so somebody up there has to be gunning for me. He curled up in his sunning spot looking mighty pleased with himself…Gosh, I adore him.
Getting a urine sample from a dog~ my task first thing this morning for a perhaps bladder infection… picture me in my puffy pink robe, with my glasses… at six in the morning with a little plastic cup that used to hold the jewelry of my deceased mother~ begging him to lift his leg a little higher and hoping that I didn’t scare him with the quick movement between his legs, I knew I only needed a tablespoon…but I had only one shot at getting first morning urine, and if I blew it~ Id have to wait till Monday. Thankfully Hogan has pretty good aim and I have quick reflexes in my arm….in and out…He never even knew what hit him….
Off to the vet we go, girls and I armed with our little bottle of pee and Hogan…King Charles Spaniel, safely tucked in his blanket in the back of the car - only problem is I have this country vet I love who is 45 minutes away from me… so armed with a cup of coffee and my daughters who have their Nintendo DS ~ I hope that we can make it up there without stopping six times for potty breaks and snacks at every drive thru…..
Why oh Why cant anything be easy?
Hogan has been feeling the stress around here…I figured that his small issue of bladder control (only on two occasions, both times while I was crying..) was more due to me being upset than him actually having a problem. The Third Time I got concerned and so….snap forward to this morning with the urine sample.
We show up at the vet, and the tech is on the phone with this screaming, crying elderly lady…and as I’m trying to untwist Hogan leash from around my ankles and raising my eyebrows at the girls ( secret code for…If you act up Im going to back hand ya one ) I realize the hysterical woman on the phone has a serious problem, and that the dogs coming in…actually its so bad the Nurse has to go get it at this womans home~ my girls are in the waiting room and they are most likely going to be traumatized. Great, just frigged perfect.
Vet Sally analyzes Hogans urine, she sits down with me and tells me that she does in fact think this is a serious problem. His ph is off, testing abnormal…she knows I just lost my mom…to loose my fella at this point too … would crush me. She suggests running every test in the book to find out whats wrong…but she has a suspicion its Leptospirosis…even though he just got vaccinated six months ago~ for those of you who don’t know…That is contagious to Humans, and having a daughter with immune difficultly…..Well, I cant take any chances with either of their health so I paid for the test…all of the tests…the Louis Vuitton fund is out the window, but I didn’t need it anyway…*smile*
We will know in five days what is going on…or if nothing is going on and it is behavioral~ leave it to me and my life to have my dog pick up some bacteria from raccoon Pee …
I’m not even going to go into what was brought back to the vets from the crying telephone call- all I can say about that is…. it will give me nightmares for years. Thankfully the nurse had enough forethought to cover him with a blanket when she walked him past the girls….. and they didn’t realize what was really going on with that lovely old springer spaniel. Say a prayer for his sweet soul~ and old fashioned country vets that can help a well meaning old woman out- I’m sure that wasn’t paid for, but really needed to be done.
Hogan is on a 14 day course of antibiotics, for his whatever the heck it is…and if it does turn out to be Leptospirosis, well~ we all will be too! Talk about family fun~ we can all take our pills wrapped in cheese twice a day. I feel almost like Bob Barker…don’t forget to have your pets vaccinated, and even if you do you might just get lucky~ smile~ and have them get it anyway! Hopefully, no long term damage has been done, and he will be well on his way to recovery….Just cant handle one more loss so somebody up there has to be gunning for me. He curled up in his sunning spot looking mighty pleased with himself…Gosh, I adore him.