Monday, December 3, 2012

Moose laying in the sunshine


What a week.

I know lots of you will relate and can totally understand when I tell you that our dog Moose is a part of our family. He's not just a pet, he's part of us and we love that little bundle of fur just like we was one of our kids.

This week has be hard. I haven't sleep, I'm not eating well, I can't concentrate and being in the spirit of the season just hasn't hit yet.  My mind is constantly on Moose.

I have had such a gut wrenching time. As of this writing he is still at the animal hospital. He did have pancreatitis. We had hoped that after a weeks stay he would be on the road to recovery, but he's not. 

We visited Saturday and Sunday. Saturday had us in a bit of an optimistic mood. Moose was excited to see us. He was up and moving and even drank some water and went outside for a bit. He gave us kisses and was wagging his tail. He looked terrible tough. The vet techs had warned us that they had to "give him a hairdo". He looked like a cross between a samurai and Gene Simmons. His hair was spiked up and held in place with gauze. His face was a mess and his little leg was shaved and covered in pink gauze. Pink. Really?

I left with the feeling that we was on the very slow road to recovery. The vet tech told us that after we left, he chewed through his nylon leash and wandered into the waiting room looking for us. Hearing that just broke our hearts. 

Sunday we returned and there was no tail wagging. There were no kisses. He was mopey. He begrudgingly went outside. I made him some chicken with the hopes that maybe he would eat Mama's food. He refused. 

The vet tech told us that the recent blood work indicated that he may have a blockage in his bile duct. What did that mean? I left in a flood of tears. I cried all the way home. I cried all afternoon. I was inconsolable. The doctor was supposed to call around 1pm. At least that is what the vet tech told us. 1pm came and no call. 2pm. 3pm.....nothing. I was beside myself. Finally John called and asked the answering service to contact him. He called us back around 4pm. 

He said he thinks Moose has an internal obstruction, not an external one which would be worse. Good news. After an ultrasound today to confirm his suspicions, he'll go on prednisone. We call prednisone the miracle pill. Moose took it when he was sick back in 2010 and it was amazing how quickly he got better.  

It's going to be a long day waiting to hear.

I'm praying and hoping for good news.

There hasn't been much cooking, baking or photo taking going on here. My poor men have had to fend for themselves almost all week. I've been so down that I barely had any desire or energy to cook. I said to John at one point " I cannot imagine how someone coping with a loved ones illness can function" How to you live with the constant worry? How does their illness not consume your every waking moment?

I'm a total mess.  This week has knocked me on my ass.

I just need Moose back home. I need the churning in my stomach to go away. I need to wake up and see that tail wagging happily at me, I need to take him on his morning walk again, I need to get back in the kitchen and cook, I need to pick up my camera again. I need everything to go back to normal.

Thank you for sticking around while I go through this rough patch.

I'd love your good vibes and prayers.

18 comments:

PaintedThread said...

I am so sorry. The pets in our lives can be such a solace; everything goes upside-down when they're not well. I am sending good thoughts to you and Moose.

Ashley said...

Awww so sorry about your baby. I hope he's better soon. ((hugs))

Anonymous said...

I am praying for Moose to have a complete and speedy recovery. Hang in there!

Anonymous said...

You and yours are in my thoughts.
Wishing you relief and calmness.

Todd.

t. said...

i am so sorry. i hope he recovers soon and gets to come home to you.

Amy said...

I feel the same way about Ebi and Ginger - family. Of course. How can they be anything, but? They are 13 now and I'm starting to see their age. It makes me sad, so I try not to dwell on it. I wish I could give you a real hug and not this virtual bullshit. You and Moose are in my thoughts. <3

White Toast with Butter said...

Thinking of you and praying for Moose's speedy recovery. xo

StephenC said...

Our elderly pup, Scooper, has been on prednisone for a year following a similar diagnosis and a prediction that he'd be dead in two months. I completely sympathize. My boy has been at me side nearly 24/7 for 14 years. I'm mentally holding your hand at the moment.

Tina said...

I am sending good/ positive thoughts to Moose and will pray for a speedy recovery. My thoughts are with you as well. You are so right - these little guys are part of our families and we love them with all of our hearts.

Christy said...

My thoughts are with you. I know just how you feel and am hoping for a complete and speedy recovery for Moose.

swanwalk said...

Prayers for Moose. He's lucky to have such a loving family.

Vickie said...

We understand!! Sending up some prayers for your family and Moose!!

Mindy said...

Praying for you! We have 3 canine babies and I am devastated when one of them is sick or hurt. Hoping Moose is better soon!

Anonymous said...

Oh dear. I am pulling for Moose, you and your family. I completely understand what you feel about him.
Laura SC

Creating Through LIFE said...

Aww I'm sorry to hear about Moose, I'll be praying.

Anonymous said...

So scary! And they cannot tell you what hurts or where. I hate it when Mookie is ill. Keep thinking positively. I'm sending positive waves.

Helen Dooley said...

Hugs to you for the loss of your friend. They love us so true. Sorry for your loss.

Anonymous said...

I am so sorry to hear about Moose. Pets are so amazing, their love never ends. My dog is a big part of my life as well. My thoughts are with you all.