Contest: Name That Bowel Obstruction
Happy 2013 loyal readers, I hope each and every one of you is enjoying good health, spirits, and liver function!
Me? I’m hemorrhaging shekels in the form of a hospitalized dog.
It all began with vomiting on New Year’s Eve. Not my vomit, but Velma’s. (Regular readers will recall that Velma is our rascally Whippet-cross who loves road trips, my shoes, and eating manure.) My romantic New Year’s get-away was downsized by a day so I could come home to embark on the veterinary odyssey that is now in Day 4. We’ve just completed the Diagnostic phase and tomorrow will commence with Treatment.
Diagnostics determined that this is not a simple and cheap ailment (I was hoping for a bacterial infection) but a mysterious and expensive one which can be summed up with one tidy word: blockage. There appears to be a “ball” stuck after Velma’s stomach, but before her intestines. A ball? Velma doesn’t play with balls. We don’t own balls. I do not play golf or ping-pong or marbles. The last I checked, manure does not come in round, smooth balls, unless you own a horse, which we don’t. Unlike Diego, Velma is not an indiscriminate eater. She does not chew up toys. She doesn’t even like toys. What then? Avocado pit or Christmas ornament? Candle, clay, stale muffin? Your guess is as good as mine.*
Only tomorrow’s surgery will reveal the answer, and I will post the results as soon as I find out. Meanwhile, here is a pictorial of the experience so far, which has been not just a little stressful. For both of us.
*I think this is a good time for a contest. If you feel so inclined, please post your guess in the comments below. The person who comes closest to identifying the obstruction will receive a gift — either the obstruction itself, or a pretty, ceramic bowl made by me. Your choice.
Hard to get a last-minute appointment with the regular vet on New Year’s Eve, so we waited to be seen at the 24-hr Emergency hospital.
Then we waited in the exam room for blood test results.
Fluids for dehydration, two nights in hospital.
Visiting hour is good for belly rubs.