Tuesday, January 27th, 2009
January 27, 2009
stones
Posted by Alison under grief, leo’s cancer, life, on my own, teddy | Tags: anesthesia, bladder, bladder stones, cancer, cushings, death, diet, dog, grief, lab, loss, mother, surgery, urethra, urinate, vet, x-ray |
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(Really, Iâd like a breakâ¦)
So, this morning I noticed that Teddy, my other dog, was whimpering when he was peeing. Iâd noticed in the last couple days that he seemed to be struggling when he urinated, but he was urinating. So, I called the vet & took him in this morning. Turns out he has bladder stones. There are a bunch of tiny ones sitting in his bladder (as seen on x-ray) and one lodged in his urethra, blocking his flow of urine.
Essentially, weâre waiting on lab results on the stones that he did pass while in the office. There are two types: one that can be treated with a special diet, and the other which require surgery. Nonetheless, he has to go back to the vet tomorrow to be put under heavy sedation to see if they can flush the one in his urethra back into his bladder to remove the blockage so he can pee normally. If that works & itâs the kind of stone that can be treated with diet, then weâll hope the diet will take care of the other stones. If they canât flush that one stone out of the way, he has to be put under full anesthesia & be opened up to remove the stone from the urethra, as well as the stones in his bladder. Surgery will also be required if lab results show they are the kinds of stones that canât be treated with diet.
The concern here is that with Teddyâs Cushings, he is a poor candidate for surgery. Heâs prone to infection, as well as bad reactions to the full anesthesia. But essentially there is not another option if he needs surgery to treat. So, Iâm going into tomorrow blind. I donât know what the end of the day holds. Part of me hopes the flush works & we can treat with diet. The other part of me hopes surgery works, he makes it through, & we can just get the treatment over with.
Teddy is as old as Leo (11-years old). While Leo is a hyper 11-year old, Teddy is definitely the old man. He was my momâs dog; attached at the hip to her. Iâd said when Leo was diagnosed with cancer & given slim odds for surviving 6-months that I could handle it better if it was Teddy. I say that because Teddy, while for the most part fine, is noticeably older & less healthy. But now, I know it would never be any easier. So definitely some tears today imagining the worst case scenario, but also trying to put those thoughts out of my mind & hoping for the best.
Positive thoughts.
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