Max update Thursday 5:54 pm

One of the vets from Scottsdale Veterinary Hospital called today to check on Max. I told her what we had been observing over the last 3 days since we saw our vet Shawn… she said that this gave her good reason to be hopeful, the fact that he is correcting his hind foot when he knuckles and then corrects to walk on pads.. that it shows he’s feeling his foot at least. She said that this sort of thing sometimes takes months, not days.. and that it could be a slow road to recovery but that she has seen dogs some back from being totally imobilized to walking again. She gave us hope when she told us that.

Also, I called the Abby SPCA today to talk to Alicia , the gal there who loves Max so, and wanted to keep her updated as to whats happened with him. She was not in, but I gave our ph# etc and she called while I was on the phone with the Vet, so I found her message and Maurice called and talked to her.

Alicia, you are welcome to come by anytime to visit Maxie..ย  heheh he might bark at you though.. you know how he is! ๐Ÿ™‚ย  He’s had a quiet time of it the last few days doing mostly laying in the family room by the fresh air and door, or just outside on the cement pad, on his sheepskin bed…

We are doing ROM (range of motion) exercises with his limbs and the left hind leg shows no stiffness, but his left front leg is stiffening up and so we are going to double our efforts and do his exercises more often.. we want to try to keep his limbs limber and not go stiff as a carp!

We are expecting houseguests in a couple of days, and I’m not sure how Maxie will react to them, but we will take it day by day.ย  He will not be left alone to struggle or flop around. Either M or I will stay with him.

Last night Maurice was able to get more than 2-3 hrs sleep and I had a solid 6 hrs so we are both feeling alot better today, we were going on fumes there for a bit, but feeling stronger today! ๐Ÿ™‚ For me, today has been a day of hope. When we were eating dinner Max stood up and balanced on 3 legs and drank water.. he’s not able to walk on 3 legs by himself, but just the fact that he was able to stand and balance on it, made my heart sing. THAT is courage.

Thursday update; 3:10 pm

Max has had a decent day so far since I’ve gotten up. Maurice said that Max seemed in pain when he tried to move him, and was crying a bit, I’ve seen that too, but then he settles, so it’s hard to know if it is frustration or pain that he’s having.

A big victory for Max today was he was getting restless and trying to get up, and Maurice got him to the grass and Max was able to hump over and have his poop! It’s the little things in life that make us smile. It was loose and watery but he’s on meds and I suspect that’s the cause of it. We are giving him things he’s used to eating, his crunchies and his human food, so nothing new there. He’s taking water so we are thankful for that, keeping him well hydrated.

I am so very very impressed with how Maurice has taken to being Max’s nurse. He’s totally amazing with him, and it brings tears to my eyes just watching the love between them. This is a hard time for us all, but Maurice has been Max’s rock, and mine.ย  We continue to watch for the small improvements and celebrate those.

at 3:20 I looked up and he had moved a bit, pulled himself forward, and I went over, he had peed on his bed, but that might have been my fault as I didn’t see him move, I was writing this post.. ๐Ÿ™‚ย  we’re all cleaned upย  now, on a new bed and his sheepskin bed is in the wash.. it’s all good. ๐Ÿ™‚

…Pam…

Ten Commandments

I was reading about dogs with mobility problems on the ‘net and found this lovely bit of work.

I thought 2 was wonderful, 3 was so true (and one of the reasons I had to leave my job – when trust in the people you rely on is gone, there is no point in being there), 4 made me think how very true, yet I hadn’t thought of expressing it that way, 7 just made me nod, and 9 is so so true. 10 I don’t want to think about, but agree with, with all my heart. It was no great hardship to be with Buck in his final moments. It was indeeed comforting.

A PET’S TEN COMMANDMENTS

1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.
2. Give me time to understand what you want of me.
3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.
4. Don’t be angry with me for long and don’t lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.
5. Talk to me. Even if I don’t understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.
6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.
7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.
8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I’m not getting the right food, maybe I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak, I might even have a toothache.
9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.
10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can’t bear to watch. Don’t make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.

Morning with Max

It’s early Thursday morning, and I’ve sent Pam off to bed. She watched him all night and he rested pretty comfortably. I took him out, and it’s raining, which he doesn’t like! He had a quick squirt, then he wanted to come right back in…

He’s trying to get around once in a while, but his legs are letting him down. His rear one seems to be a bit stronger. If we can get the rear one going, then the front one is not that big a deal. Lots of three legged dogs around! It is heartbreaking to see him struggle so…

I haven’t had the heart to go for a run without my little buddy. Doesn’t seem right. Silly, I know, cuz Max will never run with me again. I’ve got to accept that, but it hurts to think of it…

There have been so many changes in my life lately. Being forced to leave my job due to a racist office manager and a general manager who lies to support her… poisoned by the company I spent 13 years working for, with no hint of responsibility or apology… memory loss so significant I can’t remember my 31st wedding anniversary… and now poor old Maxie is in trouble.

At least, I’m at home to give him the care and support he needs.