Since we have been home in Moab Rainy had to have yet another surgery but it wasn’t done by our beloved vet Dr. Denney but instead by a local vet who is good mind you but no Dr. Denney. For one he did not put in a drain so her face swelled up and we had to keep taking her in to have it drained. It just would fill back up with fluid and we could not get it to stop. Finally we determined (with the help of Dr. Denney via long distance phone calls) that she was allergic to the sutures. I removed the sutures and we gently forced a Q-tip in the wound and finally the fluid rushed out and she began to heal. She has been great ever since.
To celebrate her new found lease on life we took her to this beautiful field of sunflowers where she ran and ran. Enjoy the photos of her celebration of life.
This has been a difficult Sunday so far for my sweet Weimaraner. For one the day is still very young. It is only 8:40 in the morning which is just a ridiculous hour for a Weimy that is not a morning person. My husband and I have been running into one bump in the road or another as we get settled into our new life and we are both worriers which means little sleep for either of us. However, Rainy has no trouble sleeping whatsoever. She has a clear conscience and she has no worries so she is the true Sleeping Beauty.
After my husband did his exercises (while Rainy watched with one eye opened from the bed) he took a shower and made breakfast. Breakfast would be the ONLY reason to get up at such an ungodly hour. She had made a good decision because Ron made pancakes and they are always delicious and he always makes a little one for Rainy to be set aside with no trimmings on it such as butter or syrup. That is a bit of a rip off the way Rainy sees it so when a spider came along (after hitching a ride on me) it hopped on my plate and was just loving the syrup. Rainy did not appreciate this AT ALL!!! This went on, back and forth, back and forth…..spider having some syrupy fun and Rainy turning green with envy.
Finally her Dad took pity on her and he opened the holy grail in this house…..the pantry. He pulled out their favorite snack…..ginger snaps and once again all was right with the world. Now we just have to wait for the temperature to get to a reasonable level being as it is only -11 degrees right now.
Rainy and I are very pleased to be writing this post to everyone that has been so worried about our little angel. Well I guess the most important thing is She’s Going To Live!!! The day after surgery was very rough. I broke down a couple of times because I just wasn’t sure. Her pain level was through the roof. All she could do was lay there staring off in the distance and she would just moan. I felt so helpless and was imagining all kinds of horrible things.
The next day she was very careful with herself but when you talked to her she would cock her head as she often does and her eyes were clear. Her appetite was ferocious. She could not get enough food but I had strict instructions: just little bits several times a day. Meanwhile though Dr. Denney was away on a much needed and long overdue vacation he and his wife Anney called 2-3 times a day checking up on her. He recommended I go get some pumpkin in a can and add a couple of teaspoons to her food. One dogs love it but two it is a natural laxative and is filled with wonderful properties that add to bowel health. I am sharing that with you because I have since done some research and I am going to continue to add it in her food at least once a day. Anything natural that works and is healthy I am always on board. No bowel movement yesterday but Dr. Denney wasn’t too worried because the diet I was giving her consisted of food made just for the gastrointestinal tract that is compromised and he said most of it was being absorbed with very little waste. Last night I caught her “counter cruising” and she was “working it” while we all ate. In other words she was shamelessly begging and was almost assertive about it. She was reminding me she almost died and had lost most of her “girlish figure” and that we needed to take all this very seriously. Now that was more like the Rainy I know and love.
This morning was the day of reckoning. Dr. Denney had called me first thing in the morning and I told him he would be the first to know. She pooped once then turned around a pooped again. We laughed and hugged and pointed to it as we rejoiced in this thing of beauty….her poop!!!! I immediately texted Dr. Denney to which he replied “YAHOO!!!” and then of course all my friends were informed and everyone was laughing and crying.
Though she is still pretty sore she gets up when I walk in the room and runs to her toy box to get her “squrabbit” (a squirrel rabbit thing) and she is playful. I have to watch her so she won’t jump up our bed or so she won’t barrel down the stairs. She feels fantastic and I am just so darn happy.
I sure hope those of you who have read about this trying ordeal have learned something from our mistakes and that you will avoid sticks and other things. That is our greatest wish, to save others from the hazards we have run into.
I am now excited to move onto the antics of my mischievous Weimy and other topics centered around health and behavior. Right now we are packing up AGAIN while Rainy supervises. Her Dad had the audacity to use her “babies” as padding around our fragile things. This was very alarming requiring her to get up and hoard the ones she had left. She is also a little put out that I won’t let her chew on piggy rolls or other delicacies but it will be several months before I let her chew on much of anything unless I have thoroughly examined the product first. And yes….I have been and always will be overprotective but no one dares argue with me about it now which is a great thing.
I want to take this time to Thank all of my readers that have been so worried, said so many prayers and have kept up with all the drama as it unfolded. I am a big advocate of positive energy and its healing powers and I could feel the energy pouring over us from all parts of the world. You are just as much the reason for her recovery as anything and I have no words that can do my thoughts any justice.
So on that note and that poop we sign off to start dreaming up topics of a more humorous and fun kind.
Love from Rainy
As I was writing this post I was informed by the local paper that she will be the featured “Pet of the Week” so when I get the newspaper I will post her as this is her 15 minutes and should be shared.
Yesterday was a very difficult day. Rainy still wouldn’t eat or drink and she was bloating up. My husband walked her a bit in the morning hoping she would poop and when she didn’t he took her to see Dr. Denney once again who, upon seeing her, decided X-rays would be prudent. When he saw the x-rays he saw small shards of bone in her belly and her stomach was full of fluid but nothing in her intestines. He sent her home with Philips Milk of Magnesia and prune juice and told us to bring her back in at 3:30. After two doses of each she still wasn’t going potty. She was so bloated she looked very pregnant and was so uncomfortable. At 3:30 we went back in and Dr. Denney was as concerned as I was. I know what Bloat can do to a dog and I knew Weimananers were a high risk for Bloat. He hated to do it but decided we had no choice but to gas her again and tube her. As she was going under she lifted her head and pressed her mouth to his which almost made the man cry. The minute the tube went in all this gas came out then 3 buckets of the most foul putrid liquid I have ever seen. Dr. Denney was very alarmed. All of that poison was being reabsorbed into her already weakened body. He had never seen such festering putrification going on inside a dog such as what he saw in her. Once he flushed her out and got her back down to a normal size he palpitated her belly and found an obstruction. There was nothing left to do but to go in and remove it for she was completely blocked. He requested my husband and I stay to help out with the surgery. He was going to cut into her abdominal wall and retrieve the intestine then find the blockage and get it out but it was going to come with some more of that hideous cesspool of bile and poison so I had to be ready to divert it into a bucket and avoid getting it into the abdominal cavity.
Ron was in charge of monitoring her heart rate and respiration while also monitoring her IV bag. He also had to rinse with saline when the doctor needed him to. I had to put on gloves and assist with the operation itself. The doc found the obstruction quickly enough and promptly removed it. It initially looked like a big chunk of wood. We discovered later it was in fact a piece of a Bully Stick. She must have found a piece in the house and swallowed it. Let that be a lesson to everyone…always watch what your dog is chewing on and when pieces get too small throw them away.He thoroughly examined the entire length of her intestine and cleaned her out then began the process of sewing her back up. I held onto the intestine while he stitched it close then kept using the antimicrobial spray as he requested it and rinsed her wound until he had her shut up. Now all we had to do was wait for her to wake up which she did very, very slowly. Her body temperature had dropped and she had the shakes real bad but he kept her covered and on a heating pad. As she was waking Dr. Denney handed me his dental tools and I gave her a quick dental while she was still asleep. Finally at midnight we felt if we could somehow carry her to the car and then into the house we could get her home to sleep it off. I sat in the front seat while Ron and Dr. Denney fashioned a large hammock like contraption made from a very large towel. She was placed in my lap and I cradled her like a child all the way home. Dr. Denney followed us home and helped Ron carry her upstairs and into the house where I had a comfy bed for two made up on the floor.
They laid her down and I covered her with a blanket and a heating pad set on low as I tried to get her chills to subside and I laid down next to her all night. I never took my eyes off of her. I was certain I was going to lose her earlier. I know what bloat does to a dog and I also recognize when a dog is giving up because they are losing the battle. She was losing her fight and I was terrified. Throughout all of this (which was incredibly painful) she had nothing for me and my husband and the doc but love and forgiveness and patience and tenderness. As much pain as she was in and has been in it would not have surprised me if she would bite out of pain or fear but not my Rainy. All she had was kisses for us and love. The tears rolled down my face the entire day.
She stayed in the exact same spot and in the exact same position until 8:45 this morning. She gingerly got up and ate with gusto and had lots of water then laid down and went back to sleep. Dr. Denney was suppose to be on the 8:00 boat this morning but decided to post pone his trip until he saw Rainy one more time and gave her more fluids. He came to the house this morning and loaded her up with as much good things as he could and pronounced her fit enough for him to catch the 11:45 boat. His wife Anney was telling me he never leaves the office before 2 in the morning and this is everyday. Because of his ridiculous hours and his illness he needs a break more than anyone I know. I have never met a man besides my husband with his work ethic and drive. No matter how tired and how sick he is if an animal needs him he goes to it. To me he embodies the “Modern Day St. Francis”. I will never be able to repay his kindness and friendship and the above board treatment Rainy got in his attempts to save her life not once but twice. I have learned so much from him and my life is forever changed having known him. I have invited him to visit up in Moab as his wife Anney loves to hike in the desert. I will remind them constantly that the offer was sincere and heartfelt. He has a beautiful soul and a genuine kindness about him that is unmatched by any other BUT Ron. He and Ron became friends and he paid Ron a dear compliment that left Ron speechless. I know I am going on a bit but meeting someone of his caliper is highly unlikely. I have been fortunate enough to have met two such souls in my life and I married one of them. In today’s world this type of service is unheard of. This is a person that has had a great impact on my life and influence. He will always be remembered and I can only hope he knows how much his life has meant to me. He has made a huge difference. I am but just one of his patients. Imagine….he does this for everyone. Incredible!! Much like Ron helping me out when I had nowhere to go and he expected nothing in return. He did it merely because he saw someone that needed help and he was in a position to give it.
I know this experience taught me what true humanity is and I will strive everyday to achieve it. If I have something to offer someone who needs it then I will freely give it with no expectations of getting anything in return. If only there was more people like that in the world this place would be a much better place.
This has not been an easy time. Rainy has been very sick and I have gotten no more than a few hours sleep a night since Wednesday. Thursday and Friday was spent trying to manage her pain while trying to manage her nausea. She was vomiting every few hours. I could not get any antibiotics in her, no water nor food and no pain meds. I had a liquid form of pain meds but they just seem to make her more ill. Her doctor went away for Thanksgiving and I knew he was coming back on Saturday. I had his cell phone but I refrained from using it until Saturday morning. I finally called yesterday and he had his assistant give Rainy an injection for nausea. By evening time Rainy could no longer even lift her head and her breathing was very rapid. All I could do was pray.
So I practiced Reiki on her and prayed and then my phone rang and it was Dr. Denny. He wanted to see Rainy and would meet me in his office. It was about 8 o’clock at night. We rushed her in and after giving her a thorough once over decided she was severely dehydrated and needed fluids. As he examined her he determined she had pancreatitis. I found two great sites on pancreatitis
The vet wasn’t surprised at this at all. He said she has been fighting a severe infection for a month, plus the surgery and anesthesia, then all the antibiotics and pain meds have more or less brought her system to a toxic level which stressed her pancreas out. In short the symptoms include vomiting, painful stomach (you will often see your dog sitting with their stomach tucked in and their head hanging low as if praying), dehydration, shock, diarrhea, loss of appetite etc..
Rainy had all of the above except diarrhea….she hadn’t eaten enough for that to hit her. So the vet got her going on an IV. She just laid her head on my shoulder and looked away while he preformed the task. She never once complained. While he was getting these fluids in her he gave her a couple of doses of antibiotics and glucose. He left the catheter in her leg because he wants to do the same today. She was a a different dog when she walked out (we had to all but carry her in and she is no lightweight). We got her home expecting she would really have to pee…she didn’t have to do that until 1:30 in the morning….that is a profound indicator as to how dehydrated she was. She ate a whole small can of special food and slept.
I am so grateful to men like Dr. Denny for taking time from his holiday and his evening to take care of my girl (as well as an overweight pug that ruptured a disc). I will continue to update you on Rainy’s progress. For now she is improving and resting.
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