No matter what it throws at you.
Even though things didn’t go exactly as planned for our staycation, for me just being home with my hubby, the dogs, and Samantha makes for a happy time; even though it started off a little roughly.
I had projects planned for around the house, mostly painting and decorating before our housewarming/BBQ at the end of the week. We wanted to have family and friends over not to just show off the progress on our new house, but as a thank you to many people who helped us through what had turned out to be a very stressful move.
There were some projects I could do on my own, but others that I needed my hubby’s help with. As it turned out, our contractors became available that week and wanted to start on pouring a cement floor in our garage, and do the same for the pole barn we were planning to have them build. It worked out well for them to do it at a time when my hubby was available to help them with his tractor moving sand and stones, and cutting some trees that were in the way as well.
So there went many of my plans right there, my hubby helped me some but he was mostly busy with that and I also spent our first day helping him to get everything out of the garage. It was all good though, I readjusted my other plans and hubby helped me when he could too.
What really got us off to a bad start was Sheba putting us back on that roller coaster ride I wrote about recently. On Saturday she started coughing, something she hadn’t done yet and that we knew was caused by the cancer in her lungs. We had hoped she wouldn’t progress to that for a while.
On Sunday morning, just before I was headed out the door to pick up some groceries, she coughed up some blood. It was a very small amount, and she had been playing, plus seemed to be feeling completely fine otherwise. I wanted to stay home and watch her but the Dadz sent me off anyway, with the vet’s emergency number nearby just in case.
Of course, I rushed through my shopping with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, but came home to my hubby being right that it might not be anything to worry about too much. She was fine and 100% normal when I got home. She had even stopped coughing. I did a little internet research (reputable websites only!) to find out that coughing up some blood would be a normal symptom of cancer in her lungs.
I felt relieved until late Monday morning when she seemed a little quiet when we were outside playing. She laid down much sooner than she normally would. It was a pretty hot and humid day so I wasn’t overly concerned at first. By afternoon, however, she didn’t even want to move and I had to help her get up. She walked very slowly with her head hanging. She refused all treats and supper and laid in the same spots for hours. By then I was extremely worried. I got her outside to pee and poop before bedtime (all seemed normal except her stools were very soft); and then took her down to bed.
Needless to say, I got very little sleep, as I laid there watching her and planning what time I would call the vet’s office in the morning. It was probably around 4 am that she picked her head up. She was panting but that was not worrisome to me because she often pants at night when it’s warm. I was actually glad to see her head lifted and not hanging. Not long after that the Dadz got up with them. She was moving better but still refused breakfast.
I tried to get a little more sleep and maybe dozed a bit. When I got up she was still looking perkier so I got out some of her favorite treats, and she took one! Next thing I did was to put her pills she had missed the previous night (her antibiotic for her UTI and her arthritis pain pill) and put them in pill pockets, and she took both!
When we went outside a while later she acted completely like her normal self. We had wondered if she’d hurt herself playing so I went easy just gently rolling the ball to her, but she was fine. She even got into a spat with Cricket over the ball! I gave her treats throughout the day and she ate supper with gusto.
Another crisis averted, thank goodness. We honestly don’t know what was going on with her. We’ve upped her arthritis meds to the maximum dose for now and she seems far more mobile. She sometimes had trouble getting up off the wood floors but now she gets up much more quickly! I don’t think she hurt herself though, and since she did have soft stools I wonder if she had an upset stomach. Perhaps she swallowed some blood when she was coughing, and that upset her tummy? She has not been coughing since then, and even only occasionally makes the huffing sound that she was before.
I didn’t plan to go on and on about this, but it’s nice to have my readers and friends along for our roller coaster ride; it makes it a bit more bearable. I think of how much worse it would have been if we’d been planning on going away! Sheba is totally back to her old self (knock wood), even playing with Luke some yesterday! We had a very busy week with lots going on around the house and none of the added stress of any of it has set her back. Even though it was a bit hectic, the rest of the week was great!
We’ll fill you in a bit more on all of that commotion and how the dogs reacted to it tomorrow. Our party went very well, and I even have good news to report on Luke’s progress with strangers; I’ll tell you about that for next week’s Positive Pet Training hop!