Month: February 2014

We’re blessed with a couple of days of weather in the 50’s and the snow has melted. Thank God.

Winnie is now almost a week into chemo. The first few days created a lot of panting which the doc thought might be some mild GI upset from the anti-inflammatory. We added Zofran into the mix and that seems to be doing the trick.

Winnie has a new dog walker that she loves. Her name is Cara. She gives Winnie her chemo midday and then comes back twice in the afternoon to encourage her to pee. But, I think it’s all too much for Winnie. She’s tired. And I think her back leg is much weaker now. She goes to physical therapy on Wednesday and I can’t wait. I need to help trying to figure out who to help Winnie get back on top.

I’m realizing that this is really all part of a very long process. I don’t regret our decisions to date – I couldn’t imagine leaving that cancer in Winnie. And I hope the metronomic chemo doesn’t hurt Winnie’s way of life. I do wish she could be off all the meds and wonder sometimes if all these pills are really going to help. But we can only do the best we can with the information we have, right? And I’ll do anything for Winnie. Anything at all — clearly because she’s sleeping on my bed a lot more these days. Delusions of grandeur might be our next issue. 🙂

It looks like Winnie’s video didn’t upload the first time (thanks for the heads up Jerry!) YouTube link is now in the previous post and here:

When Winnie was in the hospital getting her amputation, I spent hours on this site looking at videos of dogs one-month-out from their amputation. And, frankly, I wasn’t all that encouraged. I saw loving Moms and Dads take videos of their three-legged loves and while it looked promising, they stumbled and faltered and I was empowered but still saddened by what I saw. So, now it’s our turn. Winnie had her one-month ampuversary two days ago. She also started metronomic chemo yesterday. But, in spite of it all…she…is…awesome.  Granted, we have 12″ of snow on the ground and I’ve had to rescue her more than once. But, if I think about it objectively, I think she would’ve made the same choices I made for her. It’s safe to say she isn’t back to her old self. But it’s also fair to say that she’s happy and finding new triumphs and just might live cancer free (or living with cancer) for a good long while. So…now…we get it. This experience of Winnie becoming a tripawd…and this experience of meeting all of you supporting us through something no one else quiet understood…well, it’s made me listen to and understand my dog in a way I didn’t know was possible. And it simply wouldn’t have been possible without your kind words and encouragement along the way. I wish Winnie could read all her tripawd family’s comments. And I offer this: if you are waiting for your dog to get an amputation and you’re scared and confused, email me. Or post a blog to this group. We will help you. And while it sucks right now, it SO WILL GET BETTER! And as I am obligated to do ( 🙂 ) , here’s a video of my lovely Winnie one-month out.  http://youtu.be/VF0k8NFgYX4

It’s been a few days. And they’ve definitely has their ups and downs. Last Thursday, we went to the oncologist to check Winnie’s progress before we started chemo. By Friday night, she had completely destroyed her skin around the incision. It was a mess. What’s crazy about it is that the worst damage was about 2 inches below the incision. When I got home from work, we went straight to the vet. The good news? She didn’t open the incision. But she did really gnaw at a spot about 2 inches below the incision. And here’s where the opinions come in….

1. Urget care vet says it’s phantom pain and we’re back on the gabapentin.

2. Surgeon says he’s never…ever…seen anything like this so far out from surgery.

3. Oncologist thinks is might just be a sensation from the other sutures underneath. Or, she’s anxious back on the gabapentin. In other words, she doesn’t like being drugged.

And I’m thinking it might be what happened when she was bored and left to her own devices for so long. (It was the first time I left her alone all day without the donut).

Meanwhile, she’s been panting like a madwoman all night tonight. Can’t get her to sleep or calm down. What is  it? Anxiety?  Pain? Getting attention? I am so lost.  And every now and then, she pants really hard and whines. VERY unlike her. She’s the most stoic dog I know.

I’m lost. Feel like I can’t read her. And we’ve been at this for so long. Just sitting here trying to decide if I should take her back to the vet.

Like every said…it’s a journey. I have so many other things I’ve learned like living the moment. But right now, I just need her to calm down.