So Monday was a big day at our house. Akyra went in to get spayed. How horrible. I was a mess with worry all weekend. Really. Thank god I just made the appointment on Thursday or it would have lasted longer. But, she is not quite six months old, it is so final and I can't help her pain that she will definately be in. The thought of her being in pain has just been hurting my heart. And then Monday morning when we were getting ready.. Geoff says "I hope she is going to be okay".. oh break my heart some more. I had to keep telling myself.. you better not cry. And of course I wanted to try and "block" my fears and anxiety because I didn't want her to pick up on it and get worked up. Not that she has ever had a problem going to the vet... she is a pro. But I worry that she might now be so willing to go after this. Can we say xanax please.
So we went to pick her up together that evening... I was supposed to have to work late but my appointment canceled. Thank god! So we go there to get her.... go through the paperwork of releasing her and what not... cone on 24/7 for the next 10 days, no jumping (yeah right), no running, leashing her to take her out, in the cage for 2-3 days, oh and my favorite no stairs for 10 days (OMG.. have you seen our house.. here come the baby gates), oh and thank heaven they give us something to "keep her calm for the next 10 days"... so she comes out with this big ole cone on her head and boy is she excited to see us.. so excited in fact that she pees all over the floor... and no this is not a usual response for her... we get her in the car and home... she is totally out of it... she comes in the house and just stands there.. obviously absolutely stoned out of her mind still... so I am all worried about her... we give her some time and then try to give her some water... (must be able to hold down water before trying to feed her tonight)... won't drink water all night... I tryed to give her some ice chips... she had a little but showed really no interest... ok hopefully tomorrow...
TUESDAY
Geoff gets up with her... she is feeling better.. not so out of it... he feeds her, she eats but still won't drink water... he gives her her medications and goes to work.. I on the other hand work from home and go to an appointment or two and then come back home... Finally at 11am she starts to drink water again.... and I am giving her her "calming med" every four hours and still not working (supposed to be 1 or 2 every 8 hours).. she wants to play... (who can blame her).... she is jumping to get the leash that is usually used for walking not going into the backyard.. she thinks it is time to play... we continue with giving her the medication every 4 hours because we are afraid that if we give her two at a time then we won't be able to give her more in four hours when she starts to get excited again... plus she is spending most of her time in her cage... we take her out... go potty... back in and in the cage.. and she does not want to go back in... she becomes dead weight and we are dragging our 60 lb puppy over to the cage and putting her in it... quite a site...
WEDNESDAY
Geoff again gets up with her... gives her two pills this time... I get up about an hour later and she is "hell on wheels".. she is going nuts in her cage... banging around.. trying to get the cone off of her head.. whinning like crazy..... I get ready for work.. and then I go to take her outside one last time.. she come barrelling out of the cage... jumping up so excited to see me... I am telling her sit... she is not listening... Geoff then calls... I ask if he gave her the pills he said " yes two... why is she going crazy"... I say yes... he also states that she would not go this morning.. I say great.... maybe that is why she was whinning so much.... I have to go... So I take her outside and she is jumping and biting at the leash... going nuts... I can barely get her to move to a spot to do her business... I am getting frustrated (honestly I forgot "our training"... getting her to "heal" probably would have calmed her down but I was in a hurry and frustrated with her meds not working).. so I get her back inside and have to again drag her to her cage because she does not want to go back in there... so I go to my appointment and then run back home for lunch to let her out and check on her.. on the way home I decide to stop at the vets and explain what is going on... they give me something stronger (human sedatives).. 1 to 2 daily should knock her out pretty good.... and I get the vet's cell number in case it doesn't work (she is also our next door neighbor)... so I go home and she again comes out of her cage all crazy... I give her attention and take her out... then give her the first pill... I wait for a while and then have to run down to Southfield for another appointment.. so out I go... On my way back home I talk to my mom... who says... you gave her a new medication and then didn't stay with her... (yeah didn't think about that until I had already given it to her) so I am panicy... rushing to get back home... of course she is fine... in fact it barely seems the meds are working because she is wanting to play again... I give her another pill and feed her... she does her business and we come in and wait for Geoff to come home... his mom comes over later.. and of course Akyra is still a ball of energy... she is in her cage on and off but no real rest (her eyes are open and she is trying to get the cone off)... we go out to dinner... come back and she is full of it.. we take her out then put her back in her cage... and she starts whinning (let me out)... thrashing around in her cage and she undoes the fastener that holds the cone together... and it is after 10pm... I go outside to check the neighbors house (our vet).. no lights... crap... what are we going to do about her all night... Geoff laughs at me because I am so worked up... and I am besides myself with frustration and worry that she is going to rip out her stitches... he tells me.. she will be all right and we will call in the morning to get her something stronger. At 11:30 I finally hear her quiet down...
THURSDAY
I get up with her while Geoff gets ready for work.. she has so much energy.. but she is also being sweet... crawling into my lap for love... she does her business and I give her two pills of the new stuff... I look for the neighbor outside with her dogs but no luck.... we go back inside and she wants to go upstairs and see Geoff while he is getting ready... little tail wagging.. wimpering... all the good stuff... we send Geoff off to work... and I pet her for a while and then put her in her cage when she starts getting too worked up... and I wait for 8am when the vet office opens.. and I call... I am transfered to the vet... and she tells me to try to combine the two meds, that I can give her up to three of the new in a day... she will be there all day and home all night.. oh and we can walk her on the leash.. I say really... that would help her get out her energy we didn't think we could do that... she says it has been a couple of days and we can but to take her for short walks or just around the block.. HURRAY!! So I give her one of her old pills and let her rest for two more hours and then take her for a walk around the block.. about half way through she is no longer walking with me she is a bit behind me... success... she is tired... so I take her back home and she has less energy.. she is still playful but not as much... also I let her stay out of her cage during the day but she is restricted to the kitchen... I hear her chewing on toys and trying to get her cone off occasionally but I would tell her to leave it and she would redirect to something else... I had an appointment in the afternoon so I left for a while and Geoff walked her again when he got home from work... to she was much more calm.. wanted to be with us (which is normal) as we were in the living room and she was up in the kitchen... so later on we brought her down stairs to be with us for a while.. until Geoff got up and went up stairs and she moved over to the gate watching him go upstairs... and peed on the floor... OMG... I yelled no.. naughty.... (she hasn't had an accident in weeks)... she didnt whine but if she had I would have thought she just wanted to follow Geoff.. so damned if she did and damned if she didn't but at least I wouldn't have been as upset cause it would have been my fault not hers.... so outside she goes... and then in her cage for the night... (well she did get one more potty break later)... but she is quiet for the rest of the night.. no whinning, no thrashing.... her usual when he put her in there.... again.. success!
FRIDAY
Today I am working from home so I can be with her again... and she is doing great.. a bit playful... but nothing too much.. and she has been sleeping most of the day too.. in fact she is right now and has been during this whole post. So her being walked and the combination of 2 new and 1 old for her meds seem to help her a great deal.... what a week... I am so glad it is Friday.. and God help me when we have children.. because this sucks.. the worry.. the back and forth... it is true when they say that pets help to prepare you for children.. but I know it will be so much "worse".. because while I love Akyra it will be nothing like the love I will have for my child and that scares the crap out of me. I got a good glimpse this week of what it will be like when I have a sick child.. so hears to hoping my children are healthy, for the most part anyway!
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