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wordinista) wrote2008-09-08 10:09 am
My kingdom for some sleep
I love sleep. I do. I love it because I do not get enough of it.
Last night, Sydney woke us up at 1:30 AM, pacing around the room. We both knew she had an upset stomach, because for some reason, she vomited at about 8 or 9 Sunday night. There seemed to be no reason for it, so we chalked it up to her getting into something and called it good.
No, instead she wakes up at 1:30 am, pacing and panting. I took her outside where she treated our lawn like an all-you-can-eat salad bar -- finally, finally she did her thing, and I took her back inside.
Where she puked up the grass she just ate. Sigh.
So, doggy G-I issues can be complicated, and we wanted to make sure it wasn't an obstruction of some sort, or bloat (when George and AJ were kids, they had a dog that died of bloat, so he's a little paranoid whenever one of the dogs has an upset stomach). Her stomach was making some of the most godawful gurgling noises, so at about 2 AM, we decided to trek over to the 24 hour Emergency Vet.
The good news! It wasn't an obstruction, and it wasn't bloat.
The bad news! Fricking expensive trip to the vet to find out she just had an "upset stomach." She got a couple of shots -- one was an anti-nausea medication (Metoclopramide, which also "increases gastric motility," and I'll be looking that up shortly) and the other was Cerenia, which, as far as I can tell, is supposed to decrease vomiting in dogs. She also got some Cerenia tablets for her to take tomorrow and Wednesday. She also got some bland canned food, and I'm to feed her in little doses all through the day. Right now she's passed out on the floor, asleep, and you never would have known she was sick at all. Little black and tan pain in the ass.
We got home at about half past three in the morning. At seven-thirty Darwin was like, "OH HEY, LOOK, IT'S TIME TO GET UP," which he does every morning between seven and seven-thirty, it's just that this morning it was less welcome than usual.
George text-messaged his boss to tell him he'd be coming in late this morning, and I took both dogs for a walk so he could get an hour or so of extra sleep. I'm planning on a nap as well, but I've got a few things I want to finish first.
TO DO LIST:Empty dishwasherClean kitchenVacuum
Dust living room
Laundry (load #1, DONE; load #2, drying)Bathe dogs (am thinking about putting this one off until tomorrow, because Syd's been through enough, and bathing her is akin to wrestling a wet, soapy walrus) EDIT: Well, that was the worst idea ever. But it's done.
NAP TIME NAO.
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This is the drug I was initially prescribed when I was diagnosed with my gastroparesis. However, it was not a good fit in my case as it can cross the blood brain barrier and cause side effects in a small number of people. For me, it somehow interfered with my mental abilities making me slow and stupid. I was clearly drugged while on it.
I have no idea what effect it might have on a pet, though.
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Well, she's not acting drugged, so that's good. She's as mellow as she normally is after a walk. Since she had a LOT of kibble in her stomach, I'm going to guess that for whatever reason, it wasn't pushing out of her stomach well enough. But the canned food is staying down just fine. Hrm. We shall see.
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