yet another post about the dog
Sep. 27th, 2004 01:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oiransick, sick, sick: So, late yesterday afternoon, the dog developed a noticeable swelling on his left side. Feeling around revealed several smaller masses, also all on the left. By the time it was getting dark, he was having trouble with his hind legs, unable or unwilling to stand up.
Call from the vet this morning, after I'd already scheduled an appointment. All the cultures and tests were negative. No fungus. No infection, despite the obvious presence of some sort of infectious process, i.e., pus-o-rama. So, while my dog isn't dying from eating birdshit as I'd feared, the outlook still was not good, and a very rapidly-spreading cancer seemed likely. I went to the appointment fully expecting to have to have the dog euthanized.
After the vet visit, a rapidly-spreading cancer still seems likely. However, we're going to try a combination therapy to kill any possible anaerobic bacteria before jumping to conclusions, even though the vet doesn't really think an infection of this type is the problem. Still, a lack of response to this treatment will help us diagnose a cancer by default. A cancer that would spread this quickly isn't something that we'd treat, or even have time to treat, most likely. And, personally, I wouldn't put the dog through that.
I thought I'd be coming home from the clinic without the dog, so I'm in a better mood than I might be otherwise. If nothing changes for the better by Thursday, we're going to be having to start thinking...uncomfortable things.
Mr. Glove is still in Seattle. He offered to come home early, but I don't think he should - at least not for my sake. If he wants to do that for the dog or for himself, that's a different story. Gah. This sucks.
Thanks to all for your kind thoughts about my silly puppy.
ew, and more ew: I know no one really wants to read this kind of thing, but since Mr. G isn't here for me to share the grossness with, I have to tell someone...
So, I looked over and saw a jet of bloody pus reaching several feet across the floor, and the dog's white fur bib dripping red. There's a huge hole, lots of disgusting bloody pus and, of course, the vet is out of the office right now. Dog tried to stand up and fell, but maybe he's just as grossed out as I am, though he seemed to want to eat all the mess. I got as much of the goo out of his neck as I could stand to, since strangling the dog isn't something I enjoy even under non-bloody circumstances, and cleaned him up a little. Vet is supposed to call me when he gets back to the clinic. I need to tell someone how freaked out I am verbally, I guess.
Call from the vet this morning, after I'd already scheduled an appointment. All the cultures and tests were negative. No fungus. No infection, despite the obvious presence of some sort of infectious process, i.e., pus-o-rama. So, while my dog isn't dying from eating birdshit as I'd feared, the outlook still was not good, and a very rapidly-spreading cancer seemed likely. I went to the appointment fully expecting to have to have the dog euthanized.
After the vet visit, a rapidly-spreading cancer still seems likely. However, we're going to try a combination therapy to kill any possible anaerobic bacteria before jumping to conclusions, even though the vet doesn't really think an infection of this type is the problem. Still, a lack of response to this treatment will help us diagnose a cancer by default. A cancer that would spread this quickly isn't something that we'd treat, or even have time to treat, most likely. And, personally, I wouldn't put the dog through that.
I thought I'd be coming home from the clinic without the dog, so I'm in a better mood than I might be otherwise. If nothing changes for the better by Thursday, we're going to be having to start thinking...uncomfortable things.
Mr. Glove is still in Seattle. He offered to come home early, but I don't think he should - at least not for my sake. If he wants to do that for the dog or for himself, that's a different story. Gah. This sucks.
Thanks to all for your kind thoughts about my silly puppy.
ew, and more ew: I know no one really wants to read this kind of thing, but since Mr. G isn't here for me to share the grossness with, I have to tell someone...
So, I looked over and saw a jet of bloody pus reaching several feet across the floor, and the dog's white fur bib dripping red. There's a huge hole, lots of disgusting bloody pus and, of course, the vet is out of the office right now. Dog tried to stand up and fell, but maybe he's just as grossed out as I am, though he seemed to want to eat all the mess. I got as much of the goo out of his neck as I could stand to, since strangling the dog isn't something I enjoy even under non-bloody circumstances, and cleaned him up a little. Vet is supposed to call me when he gets back to the clinic. I need to tell someone how freaked out I am verbally, I guess.
