Month: May 2018

What a day! I’m not sure how you lose a 120lb dog but I did it .twice today. One minute she is sleeping so I drift off next to her, the next she has wandered off somewhere and I have to go hunt her down. But on the bright side she is moving pretty good. Until I try to get her to go to the bathroom, then she becomes dead weight that we have to lift out to the backyard and lay her in the grass. She sure does know how to work it! Lol  she prefers to lay on the floor and on the side she had her surgery on rather than any of the dog beds something her daddy gets concerned about but I’m pretty sure if it hurts she will roll over and get onto a bed. Izzy is just amazing us. And I’m doing pretty good at letting her find her own way around and not helping her too much. I’m more concerned with how her pain meds are affecting her balance right now and I’m sure she get more mobile as she needs less pain management, right now I’m keeping to her maximum schedule for them since it’s only about 48 hours post op. Rome wasn’t built in a day after all. I am so grateful that her recovery is going so well so far and staying optimistic that the trend will continue. Although I sure am regretting that I haven’t made it to the gym in a couple of months because hauling a huge dog around ain’t easy on the muscles!😁

Well yesterday went better than I had hoped for. The vet called several times with updates and Izzy did just fine although they did keep her sedated and out of it throughout the day and night. Today we got to go visit and it went dso much better than I had feared. I had tried to visualize how she would look on three legs but it was still a bit of a shock. This was probably because she was still getting her legs under her and fell down trying to get to us as fast as she could. Once we had her in our arms though all was right in our world. It was just so wonderful to be able to snuggle in the sunshine with our baby girl.

Once we got her harness on her and fed her some well deserved chicken nuggets she was ready to go and go and go! She took off for the fence in the courtyard and wanted nothing except out of there.

we stayed with her for a couple of hours until it was time for more meds then carried/dragged her back inside to her kennel. She really didn’t want to go. The hardest part was leaving her again and when she tried to get up on her own so she could follow. I wanted to take her home today so badly. But the dr called this evening and said she is doing great and can come home tomorrow morning. So the house is ready. We made a new memory foam bed for her in the living room another one in the bedroom and one more in the kitchen. Rugs taped down over the floors and everything we can think go to make recovery easier for her done. Can’t wait to bring our girl home!

im not expecting this to be easy, but I don’t think it’s going to be as bad as the anticipation leading up to surgery. I know there will be ups and downs good days and bad days but today was a good day and I’m grateful  for it.

it’s day 10 since diagnosis and surgery day. We just got back from bringing Izzy to the dr. That was by far the hardest part. Now it’s out of our hands, this is happening and we can only deal with it. I suppose I could get in the car and go back and get her, call the whole thing off and enjoy whatever time we have left without putting my baby through this. But I know that isn’t the right decision, it’s the easy decision and the selfish decision but not the one that gives her the best chance of health and happiness.  So healthy isn’t going to look like I thought it would, like I expected it would, like I wanted it to. But life doesn’t usually go like anyone thinks it will that doesn’t make it any less enjoyable. Even this pain isn’t a bad thing because it’s all part of loving and I’m grateful for it. How strange is that? To be grateful for the pain. I supposed right at this minute I’m looking for all the blessings rather than focusing on the misfortunes. Izzy is going to stay at the vets tonight under sedation they will have someone there and we may be able to go visit later. Although the dr wants to keep her heavily sedated so we will wait and see. I’m going to try my best not to second guess the dr. After all we made this decision to place our trust and our baby in her hands. And I am confident in that decision, even if I’m not confident in anything else.

and she is as lazy as ever!

We took a little time with just Izzy and went house hunting in the mountains. As happy as I was to see Izzy having a great day with barely any limp, I found myself thinking, wishful thinking I know, that the dr was wrong and she just has a bone bruise. It was so wonderful to see her exploring even though I had to keep her on the leash to make sure she didn’t wander into any holes. Then we stopped my my oldest daughters house for a visit and Izzy got to play with the grandkids before we headed back into town.

Yesterday was another almost no limp day and she followed me from room to room as I tried to clean and get things ready for her post surgery.

today her new harness arrived and I’m sad again. I know this is my emotion and not hers, she is fine and will be fine. So, I’m trying my best to feel my emotions and not project them on to her. This feeling sucks but it is part of living and and loving someone else. Izzy is literally surrounded by her pack right now. They are all laying around her in a circle. I am going to call and ask the vet is I should give her a bath today before the surgery since it will be easier on her now rather than later. She really hates baths but she gets to lick peanut butter off the wall while she’s being washed so that makes it a tiny bit better for her.

wow what a roller coaster day!

Izzy was her usual bouncy self that she is when she gets to go anywhere, no limp whatsoever! The oncologist was very encouraging confirming that the tumor has not spread, good news, yay! And that we have a treatment plan that includes the surgery, chemo and vaccines providing all goes well at each stage. We scheduled surgery and went home to wait for the email with the cost estimate. Then the bottom dropped out from under us as we read it and found out that it would cost three to five times what we were originally quoted. A cost completely out of our reach. My first step was to call Izzy’s primary doctor, who was very comforting and assured us that she could do the surgery, at a significantly more affordable rate and that she has done many of them before, on her own dog too. I just can’t imagine how difficult that was. The end result is that Izzy is having her surgery Friday morning. So the rest of the week is for enjoying Izzy and keeping her comfy and happy. Tomorrow she gets to go for a ride in the mountains to look at houses.

I forgot to mention that we had just decided to sell our home and move right before all this started. Now have to find a new home fast because I just don’t know how we can be trying to clear out our post surgery baby so that our current home can be shown to buyers.

I’ve been told that the universe never gives  you more than you can handle, but I think I need to send this universe spirit a memo and tell her that she sure is pushing it right now!