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3 weeks ago
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Life is unfair! I knew that already, but it seems fate decided I needed another lesson in that.
My dog was recovering wonderfully from his surgery, as he can now put his weight on all 4 legs and run...etc. But then, the vets found something in his blood-tests; something about his levels being too high, which could be a sign of kidney disease. They referred me back to my regular vet who said it could also be a sign of the meds he was on, and they take about 3 months to recover from, so she suggested waiting another month before having another blood-test to confirm whether it's the kidneys or not. Last Tuesday was officially a full month since his last blood-test, so he went in to have another one, and last night; the vet called me with the results, and confirmed that sadly, he definitely has kidney disease.
Life can be such a bitch sometimes!
To those who don't know; there's no cure for kidney diseases. They'll put my dog on a special diet and some meds, but all that'll do is delay the inevitable, which is total kidney failure. As to when that'll be, no one knows. The vet says they were lucky because they caught the disease in its very early stages, so if we put him on the diet now, his kidneys could last up to another 2yrs. Not exactly the good news I was hoping for, but I guess you take what you can get now.
I know I should be grateful for the time I've had with my dog, and the time I have yet with him, but this is a bad time for me, which has made me think of some disturbing things. Up till now, whenever we had to have our dogs put down, we either had another dog still alive, or my folks were still around. Now, both my folks are gone, and my dog is my only one, so when he's gone, I'll be left alone. I know it's selfish, but that terrifies me more than anything.
My dog was recovering wonderfully from his surgery, as he can now put his weight on all 4 legs and run...etc. But then, the vets found something in his blood-tests; something about his levels being too high, which could be a sign of kidney disease. They referred me back to my regular vet who said it could also be a sign of the meds he was on, and they take about 3 months to recover from, so she suggested waiting another month before having another blood-test to confirm whether it's the kidneys or not. Last Tuesday was officially a full month since his last blood-test, so he went in to have another one, and last night; the vet called me with the results, and confirmed that sadly, he definitely has kidney disease.
Life can be such a bitch sometimes!
To those who don't know; there's no cure for kidney diseases. They'll put my dog on a special diet and some meds, but all that'll do is delay the inevitable, which is total kidney failure. As to when that'll be, no one knows. The vet says they were lucky because they caught the disease in its very early stages, so if we put him on the diet now, his kidneys could last up to another 2yrs. Not exactly the good news I was hoping for, but I guess you take what you can get now.
I know I should be grateful for the time I've had with my dog, and the time I have yet with him, but this is a bad time for me, which has made me think of some disturbing things. Up till now, whenever we had to have our dogs put down, we either had another dog still alive, or my folks were still around. Now, both my folks are gone, and my dog is my only one, so when he's gone, I'll be left alone. I know it's selfish, but that terrifies me more than anything.
