I should have posted before now, but we really don’t have any answers and I just didn’t feel like it.
It’s been another crazy week, although not as crazy as last week, thankfully. We saw our regular vet on Thursday and she did x-rays of Magnus’ back and tested for Lyme disease. The x-rays showed his hips look good, which is a relief. Most of his spine looked good, except there was a slight luxation in the SI joint. Basically that just means his back is out a little and that could be from the fall he took. She did cold laser, massage and adjusted his back. She is so gentle I felt quite confident with her handling Magnus.
The Lyme test finally came back yesterday. It was negative. I know that’s a good thing, but it leaves us not knowing what’s causing the low pressure in his eyes. We see the vet again today, but on the phone she said when they’ve ruled out all the obvious things that cause Uveitis they call it an immune mediated response and treat for the symptoms. That just sounds like doctor speak for “We don’t know what’s causing it, but hopefully if we treat it, it will go away and not come back.” Which would be fine if it really goes away and stays away. They treat it with Predizone and I’ll have more info on that after we see the vet today.
I guess I’m discouraged. The eye drops they’re giving him help, but when they wear off his eyes get bad again. They’re better than they were so that’s the good part, but I wish they knew what was causing this. I don’t like to give my dogs steroids, especially with the heart problems I know they’ll end up eventually.
His back seems better, but that’s been the pattern for months now. It gets bad, we go to the vet and spend twelventy million dollars on diagnostics that only diagnose what he doesn’t have and it clears up. Until it gets bad again. I was almost hopeful he did have Lyme Disease, at least that would be an answer we could treat.
Meanwhile the no activity limits are killing us. It’s impossible to keep him down. Last night I left the kitchen chair out just a little bit, but that little bit was enough for him to get on the kitchen table. Thank goodness I caught him before he jumped off. I’ve always said the world is this little punks’ playground, limiting his activity is always challenging.
So there it is. I suppose I should also add the perspective that I have a cold and have had two days of limited activity myself so perhaps this case of the blahs has as much to do with ME not feeling good as it does with him not feeling good. It’s ironic since I do think he’s feeling much better, but we haven’t done anything fun in way too long and two days off work just isn’t my style.
On a Maizey note, she’s been a fascinating study in managing her own anxiety through all this. There were several times I caught her in a pretty high level of anxiety and she was laying on the bed instead of coming to me and asking for help, or acting it out with cat chasing and barking. She’s been extra needy of Mehusbandy, which I think is a really interesting turn of events. Dogs are so insightful. I’m really happy she’s doing well, I don’t think I could handle them both being down at the same time.
