Surviving Disaster

  
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Mochi Secor

I love everyone- and everyone- loves me
 
 
Purred: Fri Dec 1, '06 8:56pm PST 
When I was just six months old I had a real bad problem. My tummy started to hurt and I couldn't eat or drink. The pain was so bad I couldn't bear to be touched. I had been able to jump up really high places and I always went wherever but I was too weak to stand. Even my doggy friends no longer played with me because they knew I was sick. I went to an aweful place where they stuck things in me and forced foul tasting stuff down my throat. I just wanted my daddy and mommy to get me out.

Then one day they took me out. They continued, however, to force the foul tasting stuff down my throat but at least they didn't stick me, and I started to feel better.

Now I am more careful about what I eat. I don't jump around like I used to. But I if I ever go back to that place, I become so tense with fear that I can barely move. I have a lot of happy memories, but I will always have this bad one.

Now, you other pups, what stories do you have? I want to hear all the ways you have survived trouble and adversity, and how you overcame or how someone helped you to overcome.

Pufulet RIP

Born To- Love- You
 
 
Purred: Sat Dec 2, '06 2:05am PST 
Hi Mochi! When I was a pup, I had demodex.....mom took me to the vet to get me treated.....only the treatment wasn't good and I had demodex almost one year, withot a change in my deasise. Mommy realized that I was not doing good at all. She was so sad, because she heard that some dogs that have demodex, don't get well, and die.Imagine what was in mommy's heart. But I am one lucky dog 'cause she changed the vet, and the new one, saved me...Ypieeee!!!!

Edited by author Sat Dec 2, '06 9:49am PST


Snoodles

Thankful for- guardian angels!
 
 
Purred: Sat Dec 2, '06 8:33am PST 
It was a very hot summer and I had no idea where I was at or how I got there. I was by a highway and there were so many cars and trucks and they were all going by so fast.
I was hot, thirsty, very dirty, scared, very lonely and I had no idea where to go..
Then a pickup truck went by, pulled over and stopped. A man and a woman got out and they took a very long time trying to sweet talk me into letting them get close. I finally let them touch me, they petted me so softly and it felt so good. Then the woman picked me up, cuddled me (that felt good too) and took me to the truck. She kept talking real soft to me and petting me. They gave me some water, then we went for a ride in the truck together. When we got to their house they gave me some food and more water. Then she gave me a bath and trimmed my hair for me. That scared me, but it felt good at the same time.
They kept me after that as part of their family. I always had food, water, a comfy bed for sleeping and I was always clean after they stopped for me there at the side of the highway and took me with them.
Life was good after that, then I came to the bridge. I miss their soft touches and everything they did for me, but one day we will be together again.


Archie-Bold,- RN, CGC

What's yours is- mine! I Parti in- Color!
 
 
Purred: Sun Dec 3, '06 9:51am PST 
Well, I don't know if my story counts as surviving disaster (unless you ask my mommy!), but this is what happened to me recently...

At the ripe old age of 1 year, one day I wasn't feeling very well. I was able to do my business outside, but was feeling a bit nauseated. So, I found daddy and coughed up a red splot on the carpet. I did the same to my favorite pillow. Daddy and mommy got very upset, and looked at my business from that morning - they then called my doctor, and we went straight there. Not only did they poke me, they put x-rays in me (I thought they would taste really good, but I didn't taste anything...), and then they shaved me. After that, I don't know what happened, but when I woke up, there was a line attached to me, and I was feeling VERY funny, and my belly hurt.

Daddy says that the x-ray found a rock in my belly, and that they operated on me to take it out and to 'flush' my insides out. It's been almost a full week, and I feel a lot better.

Does that count?

Snoodles

Thankful for- guardian angels!
 
 
Purred: Sun Dec 3, '06 11:03am PST 
Yes, I would say that counts.
You poor thing, glad you are feeling better.

Fancy *In- our Hearts- Forever

One day at a- time
 
 
Purred: Mon Dec 4, '06 8:56am PST 
About 20 months ago i got really sick, something called autoimmune hemolytic anemia, it destroys the red blood cells which normally carry the all important oxygen through the body and idiopathic thrombocytopenia,which is a blood disease in which the platelets are destroyed by the dog’s immune system. Platelets control the clotting capability of the blood and when they get too low, the dog, in the worst case scenario, can bleed to death.. I couldn't walk my legs were so shakey, I wouldn't eat or drink and I had blood in my stool. Mom rushed me to the vet and they had to put me on IV's and I had to stay there for 3 days. I was put on a massive dose of prednizone (80 mg a day) the idea of such huge doses was to shock my system into stopping the attack on itself. This went on for 8 weeks with little or no improvement our vet suggested we go to a specialest. A backup drug, Imuran (Azathioprine), was prescribed. Blood numbers showed some improvement immediately, but it was over eight months before they moved into the normal range. By then, the goal was to reduce the drugs, which can have harmful side effects, as much as possible while keeping the red blood cells and platelets in the normal range. this required constant blood work. At first, I had twice weekly blood tests and as I got better those tests stretched to weekly and then twice a month.
My last tests 2 weeks ago show normal range and I don't have to go back until Feb.
Mom & dad thought they was going to loss me.
I am so lucky to have a mom and Dad who love me so much !!!

Pufulet RIP

Born To- Love- You
 
 
Purred: Mon Dec 4, '06 9:08am PST 
Oh Sweet Fancy! We're prayn' that your disease never come back! I'm so happy you're ok now!

Archie-Bold,- RN, CGC

What's yours is- mine! I Parti in- Color!
 
 
Purred: Mon Dec 4, '06 6:01pm PST 
Yeah!! Mine, they can cut out and be done with.. yours, it's in your blood! You can't run away! Yikes! I'm glad you're better now!

Fancy *In- our Hearts- Forever

One day at a- time
 
 
Purred: Mon Dec 4, '06 7:39pm PST 
Kisses to all you pups
Archie.. you had major surgery thats very serious but im glad to see you are recovering and i will keep you in my thoughts and prayers
Pufulet.. im so glad you mom found a new vet demodex can be really nasty if left untreated.
Snoodles.. You are so lucky to have found your furever family I cried when i read your story.
Mochi Secor.. I'm so glad you are feeling better isn't it funny how nasty sutff makes us good again...BOL

Sending feel better hugs to everypup !!!

Snoodles

Thankful for- guardian angels!
 
 
Purred: Tue Dec 5, '06 9:48am PST 
Fancy, thanks for the hug. I'm sending you a hug too.
So glad your blood work came back with good results.
Praying that the new year ahead will only give you good test results.

Edited by author Tue Dec 5, '06 9:50am PST


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