Danger is imminent when Desert Dawg turns her nose up at a Polo peppermint candy. It is her favorite treat in the whole world (besides steamed crabs - go figure).
She hadn't eaten for 3 days; although she seemed alert and perky. Other times, though, she would be very lethargic and sleep a lot. So, back to IVH yesterday where they began a regiment of barium dye and x-rays to determine where the blockage is.
Her first x-rays on Thursday revealed that she didn't have any gas in her stomach, so the blockage wasn't severe, however, her intestines were full. She wasn't dehydrated, so they let me take her home. She still wasn't eating and nothing was coming out the other end. It is pretty pathetic when your world revolves around wishing your dog would poo; I resorted to begging her. Nada.
IVH started her on a drip to give her nutrition. She lost half a kilo in 2 days. For a dog that weighs 5.5 kilos normally, that's a big deal.
I feel so helpless. I guess people without pets don't get it. My dog is the only family I have had here for 11 years. She's been with me through sick and sin. People can't know me without knowing Lilli. She's such a big part of my world.
I'll know more today. It is just a waiting game to see what's going to happen next. Worst possible scenario is that she'll have to have an operation to remove whatever is in there. At 11 years old, operating isn't a great idea.
What kind of a crappy mother's day is this? I am a mother only to a furry, 4-legged daughter and she's in the hospital. This sucks.
I talked to Dr. Angelo at IVH. He said that the barium moved through her ok. Now the problem is trying to determine why she isn't eating and why she is vomiting. Next comes blood work.
Maybe she ate something bad. Dunno.
I'm not a crybaby, but Gdamn, am I a crybaby today.
MOTHERS DAY SUCKS