She remains a VERY sick girl. After we moved her to the specialty hospital on Thursday evening, she had a restful night and more IV fluids before being seen by the kidney specialist on Friday morning. While the tests are still out to confirm, so many things have now been ruled out that we are all but certain she is suffering kidney failure due to a Lyme-borne illness that is also causing some swelling in her joints.
Hubby and I had a wonderful and long visit with Daisy at the hospital last evening as well as a detailed consultation with the specialist. We took Daisy for a short walk and did our best to encourage her to eat (lack of appetite and rapid weight loss were the triggers that told us something was horribly wrong.)
To make a long story short, we have got a battle supreme on our hands. This is compounded by the fact that Lyme is not something that is found on the west coast - so not seen or treated by the vets here. Though we were given hope by the success story of the one previous doggy patient at this hospital.
Overnight Daisy had a kidney biopsy taken as well as a feeding tube inserted. Now she is getting good valuable nutrition to help keep her strong in this fight for her life. Additionally they have started treatments to suppress her immune system. Now I do not understand all of this, much medical jargon was bandied about, but as best as I could make it is: Daisy's body is fighting with itself rather than letting her heal.
We have an appointment at 5 p.m. to discuss treatment plan and discharge instructions. We have been told that this will be a long and involved appointment. Now I am nothing but a mess of squeamishness when there is even a little bit of talk about procedures and the like let alone actually having to deal with feeding tubes and catheters *yikes* We have asked The Princess, our resident medical professional, to join us at this appointment. Trained ears that won't shut out the 'icky' words will be key.
We still do not know what the future holds, but Hubby and I have determined that we are going to give Daisy the best fighting chance we can as long as we can be assured that she will live a long, normal, happy doggy life. Each day has seemed overwhelming, but the tenuous thread of hope has grown just a bit stronger.
Hubby and I stopped at the store today and picked up a few movies that we think Daisy will enjoy over the next few days. Yes, she does watch television - particularly animated shows or programs featuring animals. We will do our best to keep her well cared for and well entertained while she works to get herself better.