My stomach has been in knots since Thursday morning around 3 am. I awoke to my dog standing and panting at me on the bed. She wouldn’t move, just pant pant pant. We took her out, she used the bathroom, but still she just stood there and panted.
I got up to sit with her a while, and she wouldn’t sit or lay down. She couldn’t jump up on the bed or couch either. She had gotten a cortizone shot the day before for her skin allergies, so I naturally thought she was having some kind of reaction to that. I called the after hours number to the vet, got hold of the vet(which she tried to talk me out of calling her in at 5:20am), but she agreed and we met her there.
Initial exam showed that her legs and back were fine, but she thought something might be wrong with her stomach. She sent us home with a shot, and two pain pills and to call her around noon. Two hours later Oreo still won’t sit or lay down, and to make matters worse, she’s falling asleep standing up. Her little legs would buckle and sometimes she’d just hit the floor. I called again, took her in to get xray and blood work done. Xray showed she has a mass in her stomach. Her white blood cell count is high though she says it isn’t cancer. She says it looks like food. The size of a softball.
She starts giving her antibiotics and medicine for upset stomach and eventually I take her home. She seemed better once home. She was able to lay down for long periods and was more alert, things like that. Then around 3am again this morning, she starts whining. She’ll lay down, whine, change positions, whine etc etc. Of course I’m worried, I know she’s in pain. Plus she hasn’t eaten since Wed. night.
Today (I stay home from work, again) to watch her. She still can’t get comfortable, and now she’s limping really bad on the leg they took blood from. I don’t know what to do with her. I called the vet’s office several times telling them what’s happening but they really won’t tell me what to do other than to watch her and give her her medicines. I bought some of their canned dog food, which she has no trouble eating. She also had no trouble drinking.
Now the weekend is here and I’m still just as nervous. She’s still uncomfortable, and yelps from time to time when she gets up. They’re waiting to see if she’s going to pass this big thing herself first. Personally I wish they’d just cut her open and get it out so she can feel better, but I guess they know best.
And for now I sit here with butterflies in my stomach and tears ready to fall the next time she screams.