January 19th 2009 2:09 pm
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I am a 3 year old yorkie and I am disabled. I broke my neck last year on July 29,2006 by jumping off my mom's lap. I had a congenital defect in my neck that mom nor my vets knew about. I had, had problems with my neck and the doctors kepted telling mom it was a pinched nerve in my neck and would send her home with some meds that made me feel really good. This was until that bad day I jumped off mom's lap. Mom says I jumped and let out a heck of a scream. It was so weird it scared her. She looked down on the floor and I was having a seizure then all of a sudden I was stiff as a board and my tongue was all blue. So dad started giving me mouth to mouth. Mom and dad ran to the truck and rushed me to the hospital. When we got there mom took me from dad who was still breathing in my mouth and ran into the dogtors with me crying to save me. They said one more minute and I would have never of been able to survive. The dogtors did all kinds of tests to see what was wrong with me xrays, and bloodwork. Mom had to wait outside and the dogtor came and asked her if she wanted everything done to save me. She said of course. So they kept me alive. Mom had to leave because dad was full of pee and poo. I did this to him yuck. She took dad home and then came back. The dogtors said mom could come back and see me. They showed mom I could not stand but thought this might be do to me having that bad seizure. He showed mom the xrays and said there are no breaks in the neck and everything else looked fine they did not know what had happened, but they were still waiting for the blood results to come back. He told mom to go home and come back in a couple hours so they could monitor me for a while. So mom left me again. I had vet tech Denise wif me the whole time. She never left me side. Oh did I mention this was a Saturday and there were a lot of people at the office that day. But i was getting all the attention. Mom and dad came back at 1 when the office closed so the dogtor could talk to mom and dad without any interuptions. He said the blood worked showed that I had liver shunts, because my liver levels had changed since May. What ever that is. And that they were really bad but he did not know if I was going to make it the weekend so mom and dad should take me to an ER for the weekend so if anything happened they would know what to do. Well, it sounded like the end for me and mom and dad were crying. They said they would take me home wif them and care for me there. And if I happen to pass over the weekend they wanted it to be wif the family I love not some strangers. So mom took me home.
She sat with me all weekend long she didn't sleep one wink. The dogtor said before we left if I was the same way come Monday mom and dad had to decide what they were going to do wif me. I think he was talking to give me a shot and make me sleep forever. Mom and dad talked all weekend on what they were going to do. I still could not move mom was feeding me water and stuff out of a straw. I would eat a little but not much. Mom held me and held me all weekend long. Well, I made it through the weekend with no change.
Monday morning I heard mom on the phone with my doctors office she was crying when talking to them making an appointment to get that shot for me. Daddy was really upset and he kept going outside and looking at me and telling me he loved me. Mom was so heart broken she didn't know what to do wif her self. My brother's and sister came to the house and pet me and told me they were going to miss me and they loved me alot. Then I heard mom on the phone with the dogtors office again. She said he was canceling the appointment. She was going to find another dogtor to look at me. So she took me a long ways away. To a new hospital ER it was really nice and all the people were nice. Mom talked to the new dogtor and he told mom that he didnt' think I had liver shunts. I was a 22 month old pup and I was 15 pounds liver dogs are small and have a hard time putting on weight. He told mom he thought I had Atlantoaxial Instability (AAI for short) mom asked what that was. He said it is a congenital defect in the neck. It is a condition where the first two cervical vertebrae are not firmly attached. And he thinks that I had broken my neck and asked if he could take more pictures of my neck. Mom said okay. About 5 minutes later the dogtor came back and said he was right that I had a very bad broken neck. He said I was internally decapiated he didn't know how mom kept me alive all weekend. She told him with a lot of TLC. He told mom he could do surgery on my neck and make me better and he said that there was a 85 to 90 percent chance I would walk again. Of course there are not guarentees with that. Mom told the doctor she didn't know if she could afford the surgery and what were my chances without it. He said there were no guarentees because he was shocked I was still alive as it was. Mom said she had to go home and talk to dad. She then asked if it was alright to take me with her. He said yes but keep doing what you have been doing all weekend. Mom said of course she would. We went home and mom and dad talked. They found a way to come up with the money and called the vets ER the next day to tell them it was a go. So mom got me already the next morning to go to the hospital for my surgery. She was going to drive down and put me in the back seat. She hadn't slept since Saturday I was worried. So when she put me back there. I tried to turn my head to see where she was and everything went black. Mom said I stopped breathing again and she had to give me mouth to mouth again to bring me back. She rushed me to the ER. When we got there they said the dogtor was called away on a emergancy and he would not be back until tomorrow and bring me back then. Mom said listen I just had to breath for him again please keep him here. And that she hadn't slept in 3 days and she was scared next time she would not be fast enough with me. And at this time I had really bad poop problems. When the nurse picked me up I sprayed poop all her and the walls. YUCKY.
I had my surgery the next day. The dogtor called mom and said he put wires and bone cement in my neck to keep it stable. She could come tomorrow and see me. She did and was crying again. She got to come and get me on Friday. They taught mom to give me physical therapy and gave me a bunch of pills to take. I was so weak mom had to feed me with a syringe. She took really good care of me. I slept with her in her bed. Dad wasn't crying anymore just hoping I would get all better. I went for my 8 week check up and the dogtor said I was doing great and asked if I was walking yet. Mom said nope. He said it looked good because I was standing on my back legs so I had strong muscle back there but I was losing them in the front. And mom should start water therapy wif me. So we went home and mom filled the tub and I was put in the water. Mom called someone that owns a doggie swim spa and asked a bunch of questions. So this lady must have told mom what to do. I didn't want to move my legs but the water felt good. nice and warm. Mom continued to do this three times a week and still gave me physical therapy. She still does it.
Mom was talking to a lady on line about a wheelchair for me. And her furbaby went to the rainbow bridge a few weeks later and she had a wheelchair and sent it to me so I could walk. We got the wheelchair and it didn't fit. So we sent it to the place that made it, but in the meantime mom made me a wheelchair. Because I still needed help holding my neck mom had to make a brace for my neck it was still weak. We got the new cart and it didn't fit right but I tried it I took a few steps but didn't like it at all. So I had a dogtors appointment wif my vet for some shots. Mom brought my cart wif me. They tried everything and gave mom some ideas on what to do to try and make this work for me. Then him and mom started to talk about acupuncture. My doctors said funny you should mention that he was just starting to learn and become certified. He needed a study subject and chose me. So I have been having acupuncture since March. I still get it every other week, we had to change it because I am at a stand still with it right now. I am not doing anything different, but since I started I have been able to stand on my own. I even try getting up all by my self. I do it sometimes. Mom cries when I do it I do not understand, but she says it is because she is happy. I only cry when I am hurt or sad. What is wif these humons. Well, the cart I have is not working for me. And mom was hoping to try and make a front wheeled cart. Then she came acrossed Gizmo's dogster page. Mom contacted Gizmo the Great's mom and asked a few questions. Mom was reading Gizmo the Great;s page and saw he got his wheels from Eddie's wheels. Mom sat down and wrote them a letter and now I have to go in a week and get some measurements taken to get a new set of wheels. I am so excited. I might be able to be mom's shadow again. I can't wait. My back legs work good. My front legs do not. When mom tries to walk me I cross my front legs I do not know why I tell them to go the right way and they don't. Mom does special massages to my legs and special exercises to my front legs to get them to go right and they won't. So we are hoping that wif these new set of wheels things will go easier for me.
Sorry my story was so long. But it is hard to tell and understand unless you know everything. Now mom and I try to get the word out about this thing AAI so other pups and furparents do not have to go through what I have gone through. My dogtor tells me all the time I am a very lucky boy. Most furmom's and furdads' would have given up and made me go to sleep forever. But I am lucky to have my mom and dad because they want to let me live a long long time. My mom has told me everyday since i hurt myself that she got me to be with me for a very long time and that is how she plans on keeping it.
Thank you for reading my story.
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