Sorry about the change up. This morning I promised a blueberry muffin recipe tonight. That is not to be. I have more pressing news.
I’ve not said much of Ruby as of late. She’s been having some health issues again. Ruby just has not been the healthiest dog and she’s got issues that are on the forefront of my life.
As I write this, Ruby has been to the vet three times in the last month or so. The first time she went I’ll admit, I kind of thought I was overreacting. A few times, someone had touched her “just so” and Ruby yelped. She had never done that before….then she quit jumping off the bed. She would whine and I’d have to lift her off the bed. I have a high bed and Ruby is seven so I just figured it was an age thing but coupled with the yelping, I thought maybe it was something more.
She got some meds and on we went. I didn’t notice any improvement, in fact, things for worse. So back to the vet we went a week or two later. In conjunction with this, Puppycat, Kelli’s beagle, had been sick. They put her on an antibiotic and steroid. I started wondering if Ruby could somehow have gotten whatever Puppycat had so back to the vet Ruby went. Ruby got put on similar meds as Puppycat. All of these visits came with tests and work ups. Nothing really showed up.
Then, Ruby started peeing in the house. She’s been an excellent dog in that regards and doesn’t have accidents unless something is up with her. So back to the vet as she was excessively and aggressively drinking water too. That was on Friday.
The result was that her thyroid was acting up again. Like me, Ruby is on thyroid medicine. She was hypothyroid.
Poor girl had to have a blood draw. She wasn’t herself at all when she got home. She was shaking and again excessive drinking and peeing in the house.
She did jump into and lay in the chair all by herself.
Her meds changed up…here’s Kelli’s spot on the kitchen island where she was putting Ruby’s meds into a pill organizer.
…and here is Ruby’s notes from the vet. Oh my.
We went to bed as usual. Ruby was slower going up the stairs, but she went. I carried her into bed.
Today is Saturday. Ruby is not well….things have taken a turn for the worse.
I was looking forward to a busy day meeting up with friends, but as soon as I got up, I knew I’d likely have to change those plans because of Ruby.
My girl is miserable.
I lifted her out of bed this morning and she yelped.
She was shaking and shaking. I started to think I was going to have to have Karl carry her down the steps but she decided to try it. She’d take a step or two, stop and rest. Then when she got to the landing, she stopped and rested then finally went down the last couple steps.
She went outside and did her business. Then came in excessively drinking water again. I tried to give her the meds she needed hoping to get the pain meds on board so she could calm down. She wouldn’t open her mouth and let me give her the pills. I’ve been giving Ruby pills for years. We have it down to a science. I finally got them in her, she ate her food and then shakily walked to the living room.
Karl was up then and I told him what had been happening. He too was very concerned just by looking at her. Ruby was shaking and shaking. She looked at us the pleading “do something for me” eyes. Little did she know that by giving her the meds, it was really about all I could do.
We took her bed off the couch and put it on the floor. Karl coaxed her into the bed. She stood on it but wouldn’t lay down. After a lot of petting, she finally sat….more petting and more petting and she finally laid down but yelped in the process.
She laid there like this for a long time. She didn’t move.
I messaged the vet and then she called me back. Thankfully my vet drew the short straw and was working today..or it was her weekend. However it works at the office there, my vet was in. She is the same vet that has seen Ruby for all of her vet work. She was Gracie’s vet too.
We talked…and I started the hard talk. The “how long is it fair to let her be like this” talk. Is there any hope she’ll get better?
We’ve given her meds…we’ve monitored her…we’ve given her a chance and if it was anything common, she should be responding by now….but, maybe we could try a couple more does on meds.
I was willing to try but I’ve also seen my dog go from a vibrant fun loving dog two months ago that loved walks and was the life of the party to a shaking, pained, sleepy, sick dog who won’t get out of her dog bed. It’s been a gradual change, but nothing we’ve tried over the last month has seemed to help her at all.
I asked, if we try this increased meds, what does the next few days look like? The vet said all meds should be on board by Sunday night and things should look better…and I said if they don’t? She said it was up to me to make the hard call. Do I put her to sleep?
The answer is yes. I do put to sleep if she doesn’t start perking up. I’ve spent most of my day today like this.
She doesn’t move when I pet her. She doesn’t lift her head and acknowledge it. She just lays there. I just sit there with my tissues and pet her.
I’ll be honest, at this point, I’m not real hopeful. The vet gave me the option of coming in today and putting her to sleep. I can’t quite do it yet. I feel like I need to give the meds one last shot. It’s so hard though…I hate to see her so lifeless. I feel like Monday is a fair shot to see it the meds will work…I don’t want to make the decision too soon. I don’t want to make the decision to late. I just don’t know what’s fair to my girl.
I asked the vet if it’s likely that it’s something more…a cancer or other big problem. She said there’s always that chance. She’s seven. She’s always been a sickly dog. We both agreed that it’s perfectly fine for me to make the call…but what a call to have to make.
I did cancel my plans with friends….Connie was one of the people I was meeting, she said, “Family first”…she’s so right. My old college roommate, who I was also meeting said, “I’d stay home if my dog was sick”.
So home I stayed…trying to get the courage to make the right choice.