We ended yesterday with more antibiotics, ear cleaner, Benadryl, special food and allergy shots.
The vet started me on more antibiotics and finally I cleared up.
The only good thing about all these allergies was that the vet didn’t want to do the big “snip” until I was cleared up. Unfortunately, time had run out for me!
But the big “snip” meant more antibiotics.
If you’re wondering about how my Human got my pills down me, since all I was allowed was by special kibble, it was easier than cleaning my ears! She would palm a piece of kibble and take the pill between her thumb and forefinger, open my mouth with the other hand and stuff the pill on the back of tongue. I was smelling the kibble, ‘cause it was right next to my nose! Immediately after sticking the pill on my tongue she gave me the kibble in her hand.
After I heal up, we head back to the shore.
It isn’t too long before I come up with another ear infection. My Human took me to the vet here at the shore. By this time I didn’t want anybody touching my ears. I tried to hide or twist away every morning at ear cleaning time.
The vet looks at me and glowers at my Human. Only Momma was with me. He had the girls take me in the back and clean my ears. It was really painful, but I tried to be good. The vet gave my Human a bottle of antibiotics for me.
We went out to pay the bill and the vet came out and told the girl to give me ear wash. My Human spoke up and said she had ear wash. (We had bought a new bottle from the mountain vet.) He turns around and hollers at my Human “WELL! USE IT!” Everybody, even the dogs in the waiting room, looks between him and Momma. My Human’s face turned scarlet. Before she could retort, the vet was in another room with a patient.
The antibiotics usually made me feel better.
We had to go back to the mountains. I still wasn’t feeling good. Then my Human noticed I was asking to go out more and more often and not lifting my leg, just squatting.
After talking to a couple of the Humans’ nieces, it was decided that I would change to their vet. My Human makes an appointment and we go in to see him. I do my roller over for my belly inspection. The doctor gets down on the floor with me and does the exam. Immediately he says everything indicates a kidney or bladder infection. He could run more tests, but he’d recommend a series of antibiotics first and he felt sure that my infection would clear up. It did.
All this time, I’m still getting bathes, allergy shots, ear washes and Benadryl. My ears are getting to the point I’d just like to bite my Human’s hand. I start curling my lip in a warning. All that earned me was a quick snap of that tab lead I wear on my collar and a sharp reprimand.
My Humans sat down for a conference. Momma had spent a long time doing research on the internet and talking to a holistic vet she and Papa had known for years.
They had done everything the vets directed. I’d lost my family jewels. I’d had my ears washed until they were sore from washing. I’d had my butt cleaned regularly, but it just kept needing it. I’d had bathes until I thought that I was itchier from the bathes than from the allergies. (a note: Chessies are not supposed to be bathed frequently because it destroys the oils that waterproof their coat.) All the Benadryl was doing was making me sleep.
My Humans were very unhappy about the amount of antibiotics I had to take. Momma made the decision to take things into her own hands.
Thursday I’ll tell you what my Human does and what happens next.