This weekend's theme was rain and pain.

Rain - it has rained from Friday through Sunday, on and off.  No complaints from me, just stating a fact.  Unfortunately, however, we were rained out of visiting the Farmer's Museum on Friday, so we'll have to add that to our list of places to visit at a later date.

Pain - Oliver was rushed to the animal hospital Saturday morning because of excessive vomiting and severe stomach cramping.  X-rays show slight inflammation of the intestines/thickened intestinal wall but, thankfully, nothing lodged.  Blood tests do not show pancreatitis, which we were all surprised by.

The poor guy had to stay at the hospital Saturday night so they could keep fluids in him as well as a dose of pain medication.  Emerson was a wreck.  When it was dinner time he waited for Oliver's bowl to be put next to his.  It wasn't.  When we would go outside, he'd look back to make sure Oliver was coming.  He wasn't.  When we were outside, he'd look around for Oliver.  He wasn't there.  If he heard a noise coming from the entry room, he'd rush in, hoping his brother was coming home.  He wasn't.

Jackson, no big surprise, took this opportunity to try and convince us all he was the perfect Oliver replacement.  When Emerson lay down to take a nap, Jack lay right next to him where Oliver would sleep.  Emerson gave him quite the look.  In the evening Oliver always lays on my lap so Jack figured, why not.  On my lap he went.  Jack, however, doesn't have the ability to sit still and has to constantly fidget.  He chewed at my fingers, played with my pen, tapped me on the arm.....on and on.  I assured him he was no replacement just like no one could ever replace him.  Ever.

Oliver came home on Sunday, much to the dismay of the doctor at the emergency vet, but he was so stressed out I couldn't take it.  He's home, exhausted, and happy his stay away is over.  He has requested no more "vacations" that don't include his whole family.  I have agreed since his weekend "vacation" cost me more than a mortgage payment on our house.  Don't even get me started on my thoughts about emergency vet's.  I understand that they are a fantastic place when your veterinary clinic isn't open, but without any competition they can charge what they want and you're stuck.

He is still a very sick little boy - although he looks much better he is still struggling with lack of desire to drink  any liquids {he will eat though} and regurgitation when he gets up which means he loses any water or food I have finally convinced him to eat/drink.

Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.


Unknown said...

So sorry for your little doggy. We are now getting all the rain. Started last night and is still going strong. The rain gauge shows 3-4 inches so far.

"Alone again.... naturally!" said...

Oh my...it is so upsetting when our family is not well. I sure hope he gets better soon and things get back to normal for all of you.

Tami said...

Glad to hear Oliver's doing better. I live in fear of the weekend Vet emergency. Mortgage paymeny indeed! It is wonderful that they are available though. I'd rather be in misery myself than watch one of my "beasties" be in pain.

daisy g said...

So sorry to hear about your lil' guy. I'll be praying for strength for everyone.

Mary@BarnBugStudio said...

Oh my, I am so sorry to hear that Oliver is under the weather. I'll be keeping him in my thoughts. Poor Emerson. It's so difficult to see them sad and not be able to make them understand. Last week, when Scout was at the vet for her spay surgery, Nigel was so sad. It surprised me a little, as we've only had Scout a few months, but they have really bonded. Our love to you and all your critters1

Meg said...

Oh no! Poor little guy. I hope he is feeling better and eating/drinking well soon! I hate it when medical facilities charge such a ridiculous amount when you are already stressed out and upset.

Terri said...

We hope Oliver will feel better soon. Sick furbabies are such a worry!

Jess said...

Since you didn't seem to get answers on Oliver, you might want to do some reading on IBD in dogs. Our female greyhound was diagnosed with IBD a little over 3 years ago; it is certainly not a death sentence. She had constant bouts of vomiting, and diarrhea pretty much all the time. Now, she's happy and as healthy as ever at the age of 11. She's in a strict diet of boiled potatoes and boiled ground turkey, both things that her intestines can handle. W opted against a biopsy to diagnose, and relied on ruling other things (parasites, pancreatitis, worm, TBDS, etc), an ultrasound, and bloodwork. Her blood Albumin level is lower than a normal dog, which is common in IBD dogs. Hope Oliver starts feeling himself soon!

Sharon-The OKI StampQueen said...

I can relate! Although...I found the emergency vet a state away (we had 2 visits over one Thanksgiving holiday!--cat with bladder issues which, if blocked, can be fatal) was considerably cheaper than my regular vet at the time! Our new home vet is available after hours and is much more reasonable! I could have a mini cooper for what we paid before I found her! Anyway-SO GLAD things are looking up! Prayers for continued healing! Blessings, Sharon