The text below is copied from my book about Ray “Who Said I was up for Adoption?”
Context: We had received the results of his first medical examination, and he had tested positive for heart-worm. At this part of the book, the long process of treating the heart-worm was just starting.
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Later that month Ray had his first deep muscle injection, after he had been sedated, and watching that rather large needle being pushed through the muscle in his lower back was quite disturbing. I could well imagine that he was going to be rather sore later, but I was not prepared for the outcome. When we got him home, he went to his crate to settle down but clearly couldnβt. He got himself up with obvious difficulty and, making it clear that he was in pain, moved around to settle down again but, again, clearly he was not comfortable. It was very sad to watch our beloved Ray try various positions in order to get comfortable, with none of them offering much relief, and this was the pattern for the next few hours until we had to leave him in order to get some sleep ourselves. It was terrible listening to him as he tried to get comfortable. I had never heard a dog sob before but I shall not forget it. The following day he was moving around better and we both agreed that for the next two injections, we would request a pain killer for him.
It had also been recommended that he be put on Prednisone in order to reduce inflammation caused by the heart-worms during the treatment process, however, we must be prepared for a common side effect: the need to pee much more frequently! The vet was quite correct as, every hour or so, we would hear the bell on the back door! It certainly became invaluable as one of us would hear it and stumble out of bed. Where did we put his leash? Whereβs the pen and paper so we can record the time and whatever he did so that whichever one of us woke up to take him outside would know the history of his earlier visits and therefore know what to expect! We each have many memories of stumbling around the garden, and then standing around while Ray proceeded to pee, throughout the night and into the early hours of the morning. It did, however, give us a whole new perspective on our garden! I often wondered if anybody in our neighborhood was speculating on our behavior, given that our outside lights came on regularly for two to three minutes at a time throughout the night!
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Oh, the things we’ll do for our fur-kids! Bravo to you for your early and continuing commitment to Ray.
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We really don’t have a choice do we? He has made us feel so welcome in his den, and as part of his pack! π
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I remember how it made my heart ache when I read about Ray and this terrible ordeal he had to go through. Especially when you wrote the “hearing a dog sob” line!
So glad he pulled through! Know all about Prednisone and the late night trips. Our Boston Terrier was on it for awhile when she had lymphoma.
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Ray was a very lucky “boy” in so many ways. π
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It is so wonderful to know today that all turned out well with Ray.
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It was determined that he had Stage 2 Heartworm, which meant that there was a reasonable chance he would survive the treatment. Like most things with Ray, nothing was that straight forward and we ran into all sorts of complications however, he is with us today and seemingly very happy with his life! What more could we ask for? π
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You gave it all and you all got rewarded! Yes, what more could you ask for? π
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It’s hard to see your pet in pain when you can’t help. Over the years, they have developed some great painkillers for pets. I remember 30 years ago, I had a cat spayed with no meds. Today they get meds for dental surgery too. I would guess that there were more raccoons watching your nocturnal travels than neighbors.
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Yes I can well imagine the raccoons were watching us, but my concern during those times was disturbing a skunk that lived close by!
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What a heartbreaking challenge for all of you…such a positive reinforcement for getting the heart-worm vaccine.
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Heartworm around here used to be a rare occurrence but not any more. Preventive programs are so important.
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Two paws up for Ray! It does pull at your heart when they are in discomfort.
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Yes it really does.
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Poor Ray, and I’m so glad he’s recovered. To see our beloved pets in pain is upsetting and we feel so helpless. Maggie gets stiffness in her back legs and lately has started to stumble occasionally. She still loves her walks, and we use a half dose of metacam which takes the edge off any pain so that she can get comfy and sleep. Luckily we only use it periodically but the vet is aware of it and if necessary we take her in for a check up.
Hugs for the big guy. π
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Nocturnal views do give a different perception of your gardens…stars…night sounds…all fairly nice until sleep deprivation starts.
Paws up for Ray!
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Ignoring the stress of the time, yes it was interesting to be in ones back garden at (e.g.) 2:15am! π
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Been there…several times. Worth it all
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