Jake went to the vet on Tuesday. He goes monthly (sometimes more). He got a bath, a legs check, a look at a rash (staph (diaper issue), got antibiotics), blood work and a look over. Eyes, ears, heart, etc.
Wednesday I noticed his eyes were bloodshot. This is not a new thing except his eyes are usually only bloodshot when he is stressed, which he was not. Luckily, we had his therapist (laser therapy and B12 acupuncture) coming at noon. I asked her to look at his eyes.
She looked and said, he needs to go to the vet right away. He has an ulcer and it’s big. It’s an emergency. Yep, sounds about right.
When you love your vet, you are willing to drive 45 min one way. When you love your dog, you will do this day after day if need be.
His eyes were fine on Tuesday, I spoke to the vet that saw him (not our normal vet) and on Wednesday he had an ulcer in each eye, and one was very deep. He also had edema and vascularization. How does this happen overnight? We have eye drops and a cone. He goes back on Saturday. If the ulcers change at all or grow or start oozing liquid, we are to go to the ER vet immediately for emergency surgery. He could lose an eye over this.
When I was told Melvin would lose his tail, I was heartbroken. His wildly wagging tail was the barometer of his unending joy. That tail defined his purpose. It had become a visual I counted on. (Not to mention I was convinced he would not be able to communicate in the dog world or that by not having it, he’d miss out somehow). But then I realized, his nubbin wagged and that even if it didn’t, his joy was palpable. Tails are sometimes overrated.
Eyes are not overrated. I do not want Jake to lose more than he has already loss. Partly because his googly eyes are something I stare into daily and they connect us in a way that I can’t explain. But mostly because he has enough challenges, and I am still pretty sure he can see Melvin with his magical eyes. But if he does lose it, if this does not go in our favor, we will figure it out. It is what we do.
Poor thing is in pain. He can barely walk on his own let alone with a cone weighing him down. He’s the most ‘special’ dog I have ever seen.
Is anyone shocked that I have a cone collection for ‘just in case’?
He got to sleep with mom last night. I put down 45,000 blankets to catch pee and meatballs. He flopped down like that pretty dramatically after his eye drops. Giving Jake eye drops is like wrestling an alligator with your hands and legs tied behind you. I also had to put a diaper on him just to do eye drops because he tried to pee on me. True love.