Wednesday, February 3, 2010

can I go back to bed?

Before I start, everything is fine. I don't want any members of Preachers fan club to worry, he's fine. I had a bad night last night. I had a really bad pain in my shoulder blade that ran up into my neck. When I woke up my plan was to call my GP and see if I could get in. But when I went to let the dogs out Preacher didn't want to get up. I was really worried. Yesterday he was totally fine, running around, playing, eating great. This morning he didn't want to get up. When I did get him up he was very slow, a little shaky, breathing hard, and had trouble holding himself up to go to the bathroom.

I was on the phone with the vet in about two seconds. They couldn't get me in until 4pm. I told them he was breathing funny and they asked about the color of his tongue, was it at all purple. I looked but couldn't really tell, maybe? So I said "maybe". They said bring him right in. Of course on the way in I was thinking terrible thoughts in between trying to think positive thoughts. After working myself into a complete frenzy I called Tom. He said, very simply, I think he is having back pain like before. Ohhhhhh, right. Everything adds up. So I feel a little silly for the rush to the vet but in we go. My vet, THE best vet on the face of the earth, totally freaked out when they said I was bringing Preacher in with a purple tongue. He was in the middle of surgery, spaying a dog, and said he started removing ovaries as fast as he could! Anyway, Tom was right, he has a bad back. He was in a lot of pain but his blood work was perfectly normal, weight was good, oxygenation was perfect, all was good. Just a bad back. Don't get me wrong, I hate for him to be in pain and I don't want that for a second, but it's fixable. So Dr. Daigle give us pain meds and muscle relaxers...
We get home and I give him the muscle relaxer first. All wrapped in a dog treat. He promptly spits it out and Horatio dives in and eats it in about half a second. I feel the panic begin all over again. I am thinking a muscle relaxer for a Great Dane just might be bit much for a Chihuahua. I call the vet feeling like a huge idiot. Luckily I don't have to load him up with hydrogen peroxide and wait for him to start puking. They said it should be ok. He should just be tired.
So, can I start this Wednesday over?


susan said...

Sounds like the kind of day to go back to bed and pull the covers over your head!
Glad it all worked out,

Mare said...

oh my goodness....what a day! I am glad Preacher is going to be ok, and your little Horatio looks totally stoned in his bed in that picture. I know it wasn't funny when it happened but i did laugh a bit when i saw his picture. He looks wasted! Watch him...He may be fighting Preacher for more of those special treats you are giving him! ;)

Zuzu's Petals said...

Everyone has the kind of wednesday you had - it may come on another day of the week - but we have had them! Each time you open your post with Preacher - it just makes my day....I love him.

Jen said...

My goodness, what a day! Hope everyone is feeling better!!

Kate said...

I just adore all of your sweet babies. So glad everyone is okay.

Narelle said...

I totally laughed too when I saw the picture of Horatio!
He looks totally wasted.
Hope your week gets better.

*Sigh of relief from the Preacher fan club*

Jack the Schnauzer's Canine Cancer Journey said...

I am so glad everything was okay - I can understand why you would be scared. I would be the same.