Those are the three surgeries I assisted in today. VERY GROSS. Yall know I can't deal with feet very well....who am I kidding...I HATE FEET, but I held it together today. The Doctor was VERY impressed by my professional attitude and my compassion.(I held both ingrown toe nail ladies hand...) I know I would want someone to hold MY hand if my toenail was getting taken completely off...I dont care HOW numb it is....I am getting LESS and LESS squimish..which is good. I have never been a squimish person, but I have seen things at this clinic that make me go..."Ew."
ANYWAY....I have not been sleeping much. My greyhound had a stroke. I went to Greenville this past weekend to go White Water rafting with my brother-in-law and his wife and I kenneled the dogs. My dad WAS gonna stop by and feed them and let them out, but last minute he cancelled so in a pinch I took them to the REALLY nice dog kennel on spears creek rd. I was running out of time and that place was on the way.....so anyway, I wish I would have gotten some friends of mine to watch them, because Sunday when I went to pick him up, the handler brought them both out. Princess was fine and happy, Riot was shaking....he is always freaked out by being away from home, but he was shaking pretty hard, then he peed on the floor in the lobby and started CONVULSING, then he fell over and started foaming at the mouth...if it sounds tramatic....trust me IT WAS....my natural MAMA instinct kicked in and I picked him up. Yes all 80 lbs of him, and ran him next door, where there is an Emergency Vet. THANK GOD FOR THAT! They took him in immediately, his temp was 107!!!! They gave him a light sedative, then his whole body went stiff. I thought he was gone for sure. The vet looked in his eyes and it was apparent he'd had some kind of stroke. So they put him on fluids and ran some blood test. Everything came back normal, so he was not poisoned. He was VERY dehydrated though, which scares me...did they give him water at the Kennel place????I am sure they did, but it still makes me wonder....After a couple of hours, they suggested that they should keep him overnight to monitor him and keep him on fluids....they werent sure if he would make it though the night. I opted to take him home. I can monitor him and give him fluids. And if he was gonna die, I wanted him to be someplace where he is LOVED and is comfortable. He had been stressed out ENOUGH around strangers. So I again picked up my 80 lbs baby, loaded him in the Jeep drove him home, UNLOADED him into the house and put him on his favorite couch.
It was a LOOOOONG night, but long story short, he is recovering nicely. He is still VERY slow walking and holds his head kind of funny, but at least he is walking. YAY. I would have been devastated if he had died...not to mention I don't know what Princess would do without her buddy....she did NOT leave his side the entire first night. It was so sweet. Riot is 9 years old, which is kind of old for a dog, but I want to have him around for a few more years...I do believe he is happy here living with Jeff and I...
Cheers,
Kira
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