There is so much going on right now and not much of it is good even for a die-hard pessimist as myself who sees problems at every turn.
A couple of weeks ago, we learned that one of the dogs had diabetes. She had lost a bunch of weight in addition to some other symptoms. After increasing her food and not seeing any improvement, M took her to the vet. She went through a round of tests and the vet diagnosed her with diabetes. The course of treatment was two insulin shots a day and some follow-up visits to monitor her weight gain and possibly adjust the insulin. Her insulin was reduced last week. This weeks visit went well with more weight gain reported and another decrease in her insulin. Last night after her day at the vet, she took a turn. First, she vomited up all of her food and seemed overly thirsty. We feed her again, but she vomited that. She wouldn't eat anymore and was very lethargic. M was worried about her sugar level because we had given her insulin not knowing she wouldn't be able to keep her food down so he forced some honey done her throat. She also had diarrhea. He was up with her a lot last night because he was so worried and he didn't want to deal with any messes she would make in our room.
He took her to the vet this morning and dropped her off to be monitored.
Now, they don't even think she has diabetes. I feel like I'm in an episode of House.
M has authorized the vet to do an ultrasound to see if she has a tumor in her digestive system, like her pancreas or another organ, or if she might have a blockage in her large intestine now. (This would not surprise me as at her first visit the vet pulled a corn cob out of her colon....She will eat anything, including food and clothing given the chance.)
I'm sad to say that I hope M has a budget.
You can imagine that there are any number of issues involved with all this.
I have a ton of other things on my plate this week--mostly kid related. I know y'all don't really want to hear about them so I'll be considerate and zip my lips....
4 hours ago
Sorry to hear that. I got a call from my 13 yr old @ 11pm last night. He is in Az with my bro and sil. Her cat was attacked by 2 pitbulls and they broke her back so they had to put her down:( Consequently this is the 2nd cat they have killed. My sil went to the police station today to deal with that. I hope that it is nothing that they can't fix easily.
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