Well it's 3 more sleeps now until I find out if I'm in the states and nationals with Diva or if she's got a belly full of walnuts :-))) I hate the anticipation but it is kinda exciting too.
Samroc's all fine after the operation - moving freely and not in pain - thankfully. We've been back to the vets 2ce now since the surgery. First time was last Saturday - the swelling had went down heaps but there looked to be a testicle still remaining. He also had a painful lump on the back of his neck - which I though was due to the head collar/bucket/leg bruiser :-))
So we went to the vets and I said to the girl behind the desk that he still has a testicle. She had told me that she was in on the surgery and there were definitely 2 removed - my reply was - well he's obviously had 3 then 'cause he's still got one. She came rushing around to have a look and said it was just swelling, because they were soooooo swollen. His lump on the back of the neck was due to an allergic reaction to the injections he had. I was told to give it another week and if the testicles hadn't went down to go back in.
So a week later and we went back in - no change at all and it still felt very much like a testicle. So the vet took his temperature and all was well. He had a look and said it was either a blood clot or scar tissue, either way it will go away on it's own.
So Sambo gets his stitches out when diva gets the ultrasound.
We had an ADAA competition on this weekend. I only had wee Minmin in it. We had only entered Fri and sat - not Sunday. Thought that was enough for me. Anyway we had 10 runs over the 2 days and I think we walked out of most of them. Mini was soooo hyped and was being silly (more than per norm) and was barking frantic, not listening and running around things - it's the Koolie :-)) Anyway she done 3 not bad runs - snooker, one of the intermediate or open jumping and the teams. The rest was mighty shocking. She was really chatty and not listening at all - oh boy I hope she settles down for the nationals and the states. Come one Mini. It'll be soooo embarrassing if we can't get around a course without having to pull out. I've entered her in 400 height to see if that makes it any easier for her to concentrate. It may fall flat in my face and she's even more mental - can only try though. If she is better on the 400 I may have to start competing on that height - or at least for a while until she gets the hang of what her job is out there. I'm nervous about the trials already and we've got ages to go - butterflies!!!!!
As long as she has fun and doesn't do stupid stuff that can cause injuries I'm happy - pass or not just enjoy it.
Linda and Sue sent me her run in ADAA snooker - thank you guys, I've posted it on youtube. I had to laugh - when I was watching it I was going - awwwwwww, lol. She's such a cutie and really fun to watch - makes me laugh. She's like a noisy teddy that you just wanna cuddle (after you've taken the voice box out, lol).
I love ADAA trials - they have 2 rings and everyone mucks in helping scribe, steward, setting up courses, taking them down and changing the heights. There's also no mucking about - the start line and finish lines are at the opposite ends so when the current dog is on the say 3rd last obstacle the next dog is lined up, collar off - ready to run. You can do a quick check with the table to see if they're ready then off you go. The only time you don't go right away is if the current dog doesn't do the last obstacle to stop the timing gates. Otherwise you just run as soon as the other dog has finished (unless the judge asks you to wait of course if they need to speak to the table). You also don't have to worry if you're in another ring as they take the next dog and everyone is lining up in as close order as possible but it doesn't matter if your say 4th in and you go 2nd or 3rd or 10th if the other dog isn't there or you aren't there - there's also no one pushing in because they have 20 dogs to run, or you're lining up at the gate then 10 people come over from another ring and push in front of you because they're before you in the catalogue and have just come from another ring so get to push in rather than joining the queue. It's great fun and the courses are always flowing and sensible. The style is more like what is adopted across the globe, if you have a look at the Olympia finals course or the AKC nationals courses they are beautiful and open and flowing with challenges, these are like the ADAA courses. Go ADAA I look forward to competing in many many more trials.
Well just a few more days now 'til my next blog post - ohhhhhh!!!! But as my Nana used to say "whit's fur ye'll no go by ye" - too true Nana.
Here's wee Mini's snooker run - thanks again Linda and Sue
Monday, March 29, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Yin and Yang
What is pain...........
Pain is having toothache when you eat and having to chew on the other side
Pain is not winning the lotto and having to go to work to pay the bills
Pain is waiting for news that you are so excited about you just wanna know now
The worst pain is watching your best pal suffering and nothing you can do to help.
So there are different types of pain and suffering. For me out of the list above the worst pain is number 4 – and that is just agonising.
Samroc’s back has been playing up – which it sometimes does. This is usually fixed with a massage and either heat and rest, or exercise – which is usually a walk then a swim with his floaty jacket on to take the strain out of his back.
He wasn’t himself for a few days and getting stiffer and stiffer. At late the worst case scenario is his muscles needing to warm up – rather than the whole rest thing – this was an issue in the earlier stages after his recovery period of his injury. Nevertheless he is older and rest is a thing the body needs to recover. We had tried the light walk and swim but this didn’t seem to fix. So we’ll do the heat and rest.
On Monday morning he was still stiff so I decided to rest him and just took the girls out. Got home and went to work. The trials and tribulations of getting old I suppose, my wee man is old and very stiff. I got home from work that evening and he was ten times worse, he could hardly move his back legs apart and stumbled over – I rushed over to pick him up and feel his muscles – on feeling his back legs my thumb brushed against something weird feeling – which was under his tail – what the......... moved his tail to the side and OMG – VET NOW...........
I lifted him as gentle as possible and proceeded to rush to the car – put him in the car and rushed down to the vet. One of his testicles had swollen to the size of a tennis ball. The vet said it was an infection. There were 2 possibilities – 1 it was just an infection and antibiotics would take away this, or 2 it was a torsed testicle, which means it was in torsion i.e. had rotated and was blocking off blood supply – this would mean surgery. They gave him 3 injections and said to come back in the morning for another appointment. That whole night was hell. We spent the most of the night on the floor having hugs and watching TV.
We waited on the vets opening at 8am – by this time the testis were like a balloon - larger than a grapefruit and his back was like an arch. He couldn’t move his back legs – OMG how much pain is this dog in and he’s not saying a word. Got to the vets and I told the girl at the front to take him through for surgery and not worry about the consultation. I give him a big hug and kiss and they took him though the back. I had been told to call after 3pm.
I cried all the way to work. I know he needs the surgery but the thought of my wee man going under – with his age and all..... So I tidy myself up – breath hard and get myself together and proceeded to walk into work. My mobile goes – it’s the vets – OMG what’s happened, phew they haven’t started yet. Done a test and his kidneys and liver are fine and he should be ok under anaesthetic but they would like to give him fluids – anything he needs give him it. He said they would be doing surgery in the next half hour and to call at 11am. You can imagine the wait.
11am – the call. I spoke to the receptionist and she put me on hold to go and find out. I felt like I was on hold for aaaagggeeeessssss........she came back and said the surgery was all fine and blah blah blah – I couldn’t hear her, is Sam ok, the surgery all went well, blah blah, blah – but is HE OK???? – “yes”! OMG, when can I pick him up – 3pm, phone down, head down and crying like a child. OMG they tears that are just incontrollable and like a waterfall – but with relief.
So I’ve got my boy home again. He was still very drowsy and not sure what the heck was going on. We got home and lay on the floor watching TV. I was supposed to go to training to instruct but I couldn’t leave him like that. I felt bad for not going down to help but my boy needed me and I couldn’t take him with me. Later on he started coming too again and wanted food. He ate slowly but was at least eating.
He’s got a bucket on and got 2 drains sticking outside his has-been testis to remove the excess fluid. Thank the lord he is safe and sound and it is over. He goes back on Friday to have the drains removed and in a fortnight to have the stitches out. Just time now to heal him – I bet he’s relieved he’s got them off. He’s punishing me with that bucket though you know. I won’t need to shave my legs for a while – Sam’s decided to shave them for me with the edge of his bucket – oh well we can be in pain together – owch!
I'm only going as long as NO ONE sees me with this on
Much more comfy now!!!
Pain is having toothache when you eat and having to chew on the other side
Pain is not winning the lotto and having to go to work to pay the bills
Pain is waiting for news that you are so excited about you just wanna know now
The worst pain is watching your best pal suffering and nothing you can do to help.
So there are different types of pain and suffering. For me out of the list above the worst pain is number 4 – and that is just agonising.
Samroc’s back has been playing up – which it sometimes does. This is usually fixed with a massage and either heat and rest, or exercise – which is usually a walk then a swim with his floaty jacket on to take the strain out of his back.
He wasn’t himself for a few days and getting stiffer and stiffer. At late the worst case scenario is his muscles needing to warm up – rather than the whole rest thing – this was an issue in the earlier stages after his recovery period of his injury. Nevertheless he is older and rest is a thing the body needs to recover. We had tried the light walk and swim but this didn’t seem to fix. So we’ll do the heat and rest.
On Monday morning he was still stiff so I decided to rest him and just took the girls out. Got home and went to work. The trials and tribulations of getting old I suppose, my wee man is old and very stiff. I got home from work that evening and he was ten times worse, he could hardly move his back legs apart and stumbled over – I rushed over to pick him up and feel his muscles – on feeling his back legs my thumb brushed against something weird feeling – which was under his tail – what the......... moved his tail to the side and OMG – VET NOW...........
I lifted him as gentle as possible and proceeded to rush to the car – put him in the car and rushed down to the vet. One of his testicles had swollen to the size of a tennis ball. The vet said it was an infection. There were 2 possibilities – 1 it was just an infection and antibiotics would take away this, or 2 it was a torsed testicle, which means it was in torsion i.e. had rotated and was blocking off blood supply – this would mean surgery. They gave him 3 injections and said to come back in the morning for another appointment. That whole night was hell. We spent the most of the night on the floor having hugs and watching TV.
We waited on the vets opening at 8am – by this time the testis were like a balloon - larger than a grapefruit and his back was like an arch. He couldn’t move his back legs – OMG how much pain is this dog in and he’s not saying a word. Got to the vets and I told the girl at the front to take him through for surgery and not worry about the consultation. I give him a big hug and kiss and they took him though the back. I had been told to call after 3pm.
I cried all the way to work. I know he needs the surgery but the thought of my wee man going under – with his age and all..... So I tidy myself up – breath hard and get myself together and proceeded to walk into work. My mobile goes – it’s the vets – OMG what’s happened, phew they haven’t started yet. Done a test and his kidneys and liver are fine and he should be ok under anaesthetic but they would like to give him fluids – anything he needs give him it. He said they would be doing surgery in the next half hour and to call at 11am. You can imagine the wait.
11am – the call. I spoke to the receptionist and she put me on hold to go and find out. I felt like I was on hold for aaaagggeeeessssss........she came back and said the surgery was all fine and blah blah blah – I couldn’t hear her, is Sam ok, the surgery all went well, blah blah, blah – but is HE OK???? – “yes”! OMG, when can I pick him up – 3pm, phone down, head down and crying like a child. OMG they tears that are just incontrollable and like a waterfall – but with relief.
So I’ve got my boy home again. He was still very drowsy and not sure what the heck was going on. We got home and lay on the floor watching TV. I was supposed to go to training to instruct but I couldn’t leave him like that. I felt bad for not going down to help but my boy needed me and I couldn’t take him with me. Later on he started coming too again and wanted food. He ate slowly but was at least eating.
He’s got a bucket on and got 2 drains sticking outside his has-been testis to remove the excess fluid. Thank the lord he is safe and sound and it is over. He goes back on Friday to have the drains removed and in a fortnight to have the stitches out. Just time now to heal him – I bet he’s relieved he’s got them off. He’s punishing me with that bucket though you know. I won’t need to shave my legs for a while – Sam’s decided to shave them for me with the edge of his bucket – oh well we can be in pain together – owch!
I'm only going as long as NO ONE sees me with this on
Much more comfy now!!!
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