October 4th 2012 8:14 am
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I don't know what to say, for once I am speechless. I want to thank all my furiends for pawraying for me these past few days, I was very sick but today I feel much better. I am still very sleepy and do a lot of this
BOL! That is me sleeping.
I ate most my food this morning and drank some water. I also took my peanut butter ( AKA pills ). Mom says if I keep taking them and keep eating and drinking, I should feel a lot better soon. It was really hard to be away from my family for those two nights, I love sleeping on my blankie that sits on my queen size bed. I even share my bed with mom and dad. I know, it is kind of me, I'm just that kind of gal.
So here is what happened. I really didn't feel good on Monday and it was kind of hard to breathe. I didn't eat breakfast or eat dinner but I DID watch Da Bears kick the Cowboys butt! After the game we went to bed and I felt even worse. I wanted off the bed because something was really wrong. Mom set me down and the next thing I know is I pass out or something. When I was alert I could see mom crying and her and daddy getting dressed. They drove me to a ER clinic where they gave me fluids and took some blood. They sent me home 5 hours later and said to watch me closely. Mom didn't think I looked good at all but hoped I just needed some rest. I tried to sleep and may have dozed off once or twice but I still couldn't catch my breath. Around noon they let me out to potty and that is when I got really bad. I think when I starting moving around the breathing got even harder. Next thing I know, I pass out again (pawrents called them seizures). There goes mom crying again and I see her run to the phone to call my friend Dr. Ganske. They make an appointment to bring me in and I'm thinking great because I really don't feel well. Just as we are getting ready to get in the car, I passed out again. Can mom just please stop crying...she's making me cry. Anyway once I am alert again I am put in the crate and rushed to the vet's office. There they stretch me out on a cold hard table and take my picture. I think they called it an x-ray. The vet says my lungs are full of fluids and it is no wonder I can't breathe. They draw some blood and take some tests and then tell daddy I have to go back into emergency care overnight but they want me to go to a place called the U. Off we go to the U where they were expecting me. I was taken away from daddy while he filled out paperwork and brought to a clear box that they placed me in. OMD!!!! I can BREATHE! It felt so wonderful in there and it was immediately the best I had felt in a couple days. They said it was an oxygen chamber but all I know is that in there I felt better. I spent half a day in there before I was stable enough to start having some tests ran. They took a test on my heart called an echocardiogram that showed I have a congenital defect of my heart valve that allows blood to leak out. I must have had it all my life but it just now caught up to me. They put me on some heart medications and something called lasix that makes me want to pee all the time. All I know is that I feel better on these medications and I love the big clear box. A funny is daddy said I look like a puppy in the pet store in that box. BOL! Once the medications kicked in they said I could go home and back to my queen sized bed. I stayed in the ICU ward the entire time but they did downgrade my condition later that evening to stable.
So then daddy got off work and got me as soon as they allowed and we were finally on our way back home. I took a few nibbles of food last night but was so tired and really just wanted to sleep. Once I pottied and took my last pill of the night, I went to bed. This morning I am coughing less and breathing easier. Mom is finally not crying, thank doG.
Anyway, imagine my surprise to not only see all the the wonderful get well wishes and comments but to also have Dogster pick me as one of their diary picks. I may not always show it, but I really appreciate it and I can honesty say that if you are reading this and managed to make it to the end of my very long diary entry, you deserve a medal and I know what a pawtastic furiend you really are.
I love you! Thank you so much!
so glad that you are home and doing better, that was a very scary thing that happened to you and my mom can understand all the crying going on. Get some well need rest!
We are so glad you are better. Live a very long life. We love you Mia.
What a relief and I must confess that I was afraind to read your updated diary entries for fear for the worst
Thank you God you are feeling better and in the road for recovery
special hugs from all of us
Peek a Boo and family
I too like PeekA Boo was afraid to read your new entry and now am glad I did! Praise The Lord for he is good and the POTP Worked again! We are so happy you are home recovering and the meds are helping you. Keep fighting sweet furiend we love you so much!
Love and Hugs,
Lexi and Family
Mom's (and me of course) so happy (she had to stop to wipe away the tears 'cause she knows what you and your Family have bin thru) you're home and feeling lots better and the meds will help.
Lots a luv and special Hugs,
Jakie and Mom
WOOOO WOOOOOOOT Mia!! we OF COURSE knew you would be fine BOL!! yeah right! we are so happy and relieved for you and your pawrents and your family in general! When we were waiting for a pupdate mum did pop onto FB to see if anything appeared but we iz not allowed on there so she came back here BOL she says its too adult for us! HRMPH! we are so pleased you can be tweated luff you to bits our pal,
Luff them crazy BOYZZZ