We weren’t exactly headed to a cabin, but Sadie probably didn’t know much difference between one and the cozy cottage we were in. She seemed happy that we took her on such a long car ride. It always made her feel special. And trips always seemed to perk her up! We settled in for the next three nights. I had made advance calls to local vets, ensuring that I would have access to someone 24 hours a day. Thankfully, the clinic was less than 1 mile away.
I did not mention in the previous blog about a new drug that Sadie was on for motility, Cisapride (aka propulsid). It had to be special ordered from a compounding pharmacy and sent from AZ, and it arrived the previous Friday. With it, Sadie wasn’t vomiting as much, which was a huge relief! How I wish she’d been on it since her motility issues began! It was making such a difference. We were now on a good schedule, and seemed to have the “science” down! We also concluded that the drug Carafate was causing lethargy in Sadie. Although its soothing properties were good for her gut, she was far too inactive while on this med, so we discontinued its use.
I cannot fully say how much that trip did for Sadie! It lifted her spirits. It felt like a fresh start. At 5am on April 2, she growled at me, something she hadn’t done in quite a while! I thought she wanted me to pet her, but she needed to go outside. (I haven’t previously mentioned how difficult it had been for her to walk since her tube insertion surgery. She was considerably weakened and her muscles had wasted over time. We had to hold her and help her walk for the last 2 weeks. But at “the cabin” I spent extra time helping her walk on her own and we were making progress while my husband attending meetings. Her vet had also suggested water therapy in the new future, which would help her regain strength). Bless her heart, when we took her out we were gladdened at how much the Cisapride was helping her motility issues and her digestive process. She was getting that spunk back! She even barked at the cleaning lady later that day! We hadn’t heard our girl bark in quite a while. What a sound! It was such a good 3 days, and we believed with all our hearts she would pull through. In fact, there was never a moment where I did not believe that she would make it, save for the night of her last chemo treatment.
When we got back into town, we planned on taking Sadie in that day to get her tube area cleaned and get more blood work. Unfortunately, we weren’t able to see the vet, even though I had called in advance. This was extremely frustrating for us, because it would be the next Tues. before we could see her (to date, we didn’t know any other vet in the clinic). This is one time where it would have made a difference. How was I to know? Sadie was doing SO much better . . . or so we thought.
I did not mention in the previous blog about a new drug that Sadie was on for motility, Cisapride (aka propulsid). It had to be special ordered from a compounding pharmacy and sent from AZ, and it arrived the previous Friday. With it, Sadie wasn’t vomiting as much, which was a huge relief! How I wish she’d been on it since her motility issues began! It was making such a difference. We were now on a good schedule, and seemed to have the “science” down! We also concluded that the drug Carafate was causing lethargy in Sadie. Although its soothing properties were good for her gut, she was far too inactive while on this med, so we discontinued its use.
I cannot fully say how much that trip did for Sadie! It lifted her spirits. It felt like a fresh start. At 5am on April 2, she growled at me, something she hadn’t done in quite a while! I thought she wanted me to pet her, but she needed to go outside. (I haven’t previously mentioned how difficult it had been for her to walk since her tube insertion surgery. She was considerably weakened and her muscles had wasted over time. We had to hold her and help her walk for the last 2 weeks. But at “the cabin” I spent extra time helping her walk on her own and we were making progress while my husband attending meetings. Her vet had also suggested water therapy in the new future, which would help her regain strength). Bless her heart, when we took her out we were gladdened at how much the Cisapride was helping her motility issues and her digestive process. She was getting that spunk back! She even barked at the cleaning lady later that day! We hadn’t heard our girl bark in quite a while. What a sound! It was such a good 3 days, and we believed with all our hearts she would pull through. In fact, there was never a moment where I did not believe that she would make it, save for the night of her last chemo treatment.
When we got back into town, we planned on taking Sadie in that day to get her tube area cleaned and get more blood work. Unfortunately, we weren’t able to see the vet, even though I had called in advance. This was extremely frustrating for us, because it would be the next Tues. before we could see her (to date, we didn’t know any other vet in the clinic). This is one time where it would have made a difference. How was I to know? Sadie was doing SO much better . . . or so we thought.
