I was up at the crack of dawn on Saturday, determined to get some work done and hopefully get out to a show later. So I am upstairs and I hear TH call that D had a stroke. I came racing down the stairs to find my beloved (my other beloved) canine companion wobbling around with a really awkward head tilt. My first thought was that this was it. Over for my little white one. And I felt the hysteria build up. I wasn't ready. I haven't/couldn't even think of her being gone. No matter how annoying she is she still is my little puppy who came to our house covered in dirt and fleas and gave that pitiful look and begged me to let her stay.
So we rushed her to the doctor and he said immediately that it was old age vestibular syndrome, classic, so it should clear up in a day or two. By that night it hadn't gotten any better, but TH wanted her home with us, so she came home. I thought she should stay in care, but right or wrong she was home with us. It was hard, she had moments of relief and other times of complete agitation and we couldn't seem to calm her down no matter what we did.
Sunday night was the worse, she was getting up and standing around for long periods of time, but she couldn't seem to get moving again, hence the standing. The head tilt was the most disconcerting as it looked like she had a snapped neck. We were carrying upstairs and downstairs wrapped in a blanket, and as she couldn't stand she was wetting where she lay. We tried to clean up after her, but there is just so much we can do. I am the only one that ended up sleeping in the bed. T was so freaked she actually went into the closet, and if she could have she would have shut the door.
Monday, well it is almost 11pm and we still have no word on what is wrong with her. Think good thoughts, we really want her to meet her baby sister, I think it will make her feel better if only she can hang on.
So we rushed her to the doctor and he said immediately that it was old age vestibular syndrome, classic, so it should clear up in a day or two. By that night it hadn't gotten any better, but TH wanted her home with us, so she came home. I thought she should stay in care, but right or wrong she was home with us. It was hard, she had moments of relief and other times of complete agitation and we couldn't seem to calm her down no matter what we did.
Sunday night was the worse, she was getting up and standing around for long periods of time, but she couldn't seem to get moving again, hence the standing. The head tilt was the most disconcerting as it looked like she had a snapped neck. We were carrying upstairs and downstairs wrapped in a blanket, and as she couldn't stand she was wetting where she lay. We tried to clean up after her, but there is just so much we can do. I am the only one that ended up sleeping in the bed. T was so freaked she actually went into the closet, and if she could have she would have shut the door.
Monday, well it is almost 11pm and we still have no word on what is wrong with her. Think good thoughts, we really want her to meet her baby sister, I think it will make her feel better if only she can hang on.
Sunday was a pretty scary day - I thought that Mop would be better off at home (less distressed anyway), and we still thought the problem would clear up.
ReplyDeleteWe now know that we probably should have taken her to the SF Specialty Vet Emergency Hospital then, but hindsight is great. More tomorrow & think good thoughts for Mop.
TSH/TH/TLL slept on the floor with Mop and in his chair - fitfully! Monday AM to our regular vet!