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Wednesday, August 15, 2007

damn it... eating grass again

I just took Watson outside for a wee and he started eating grass again.  NOT a good sign… means that he has stomach upset or is nauseous.  We absolutely cannot start this cycle all over again…  Just called NEVOG and am waiting for a call back to see if I can start him on Reglan again.  Not sure if there are drug interactions with the metro or the sucralfate so don’t want to medicate him without clarifying first.  Luckily I have the Reglan from before and can start him on it ASAP as soon as I know I can. 

 

Very sad.. and frustrated.  The Old Man needs a break.  We started him in this journey with the hopes that we could give him QUALITY days; not quantity.  I know that so far the good days have outweighed the bad, but the balance is tipping dangerously close to the middle.  I am no longer fearful of letting him go… I just hope that I am strong enough to see him through to the end.  I hate to see him suffer, even a little bit, and I admire those who can see the big picture without getting mired into the tiny heartbreaks that happen when their dog doesn’t eat, or when they are sick to their stomachs, or when they are too lethargic to lift their heads, or when they are so thin they can’t stand straight by themselves.  Watson isn’t at the end stages just yet, so you can see that my fear and imagination get the best of me sometimes.

Success!!

Okay, so a small success today. Those pill pockets do work. He awoke from a deep sleep to take his sucralfate pill, wrapped up in a squishy chicken pill pocket. He still doesn't really want to eat any real food, so I am trying not to get upset or frustrated. He did eat a fairly good amount of chicken, rice and egg this morning... and if you spent 4 days feeling sick and bleeding from both ends, then you'd take it slow with the food too. Gotta remember that.....

Zzzzzz.....

The Old Man slept like a stone for the past four hours. He awoke for a water and wee break, but is not interested in having any lunch. He had a relatively big breakfast and has kept it down so far, so I will take that as a good sign. I even offered him some mac and cheese (my lunch) but nothing. I got a *sniff* and a *huff* and he walked away.....

Still need to get my arse out to the pet store for those pill pockets. Finished writing an install article so now I am free for the rest of the day. Perhaps I will take Waldo along for my retail jaunt. Anyway, I should stop writing of all sorts so I get those #$%)*#$ pill pockets and get his sucralfate in him.

More later.....

Feeling better

The Old Man slept soundly through the night once more. He seemed more energetic this morning and got out of the bed for the price of 2 stinky, dried salmon treats. After some coaxing, he had a good amount of boiled chicken and rice, and almost an entire fried egg. We did encounter some troubles when it was time to pill him. He's still on metronidazole and sucralfate and, due to the coating action of the sucralfate, I like to like to give him the metro first.


Our last trick of pasting the pill into his mouth with peanut butter was a lucky accident. He wasn't interested in the PB today but after several attempts, the metro pill had crumbled into nothingness. I didn't even try with the sucralfate since the pill the 3x the size. I plan to get myself to the pet store to pick up some Pill Pockets. The lovely woman at Paw Planet told us about them a while back; supposedly they are like magic and make it easy to pill a dog. At $8.99 for 35 treats, these pill pockets better be like magic!!

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

I see your boiled chicken and raise you one ground sirloin...

I went to the store and have armed myself for now and future canine culinary needs. Tuna? Check. Rice? Check. Ground beef? Check. Rich went to the market yesterday and got the cottage cheese. Check. However, my recent attempt at boiling beef and rice was met with mild interest. The site of ground sirloin floating around in a pot with rice sort of made me queasy so the least he could have done was have more than 3 bites!! Again, trying not to panic... he's still drinking lots of water and keeping it down, so I will consider that a major victory.