Today is our worst day, so far. Rio has seemed a little “off” the last couple of days — nothing terribly obvious, she just didn’t really seem to have as much energy as normal. But this morning, it was pretty obvious she wasn’t feeling well. She barely wanted to eat her breakfast, and that is just NOT like her.
She is SUCH a trooper, and so stoic, and I’m trying not to beat myself up too much for not seeing it for what it was. With all the butt fog she was sending my way on the couch last night, I should have figured it out — the chemo is making her stomach upset.
We were already scheduled for a CBC today, and so I took the opportunity to talk with Dr. Rachel, our regular vet about how she was doing. I told her I thought Rio was pretty dehydrated, and that we’d been mixing 1/2 water and 1/2 broth together to encourage her to drink more, but that, to me, she still seemed “a few quarts low.” When you do the skin pinch test on her back, instead of her skin springing back in to place, it just stays there in wrinkles until you put it back where it goes. Dr. Rachel agreed that she seemed a little dry (she’s also really dandruff-y), so we gave Rio some subcutaneous fluids. She looked like the Hunchback of Notre Dame when we left the office, but it had mostly all been absorbed before we got home….
After the blood draw and the fluids, we went to one of my clients’ house to work for a few hours. The weather was nice, and I laid out a bed for Rio in their driveway while I worked. Usually she follows me around and sniffs and wanders, but today she just laid on the blanket and watched me. After about an hour or so, she went to the back of the SUV and “asked” to get in. She stayed in the back of the truck for the rest of the time I was there. I left the door open in case she wanted to get out, but she never did. I sat next to her while I ate my lunch, and usually she is staring, drooling, telepathically demanding her share. But, she didn’t even pick up her head to watch me eat. I feel so bad for her, but have gone out of my way to keep my voice cheerful when I speak to her, and I’m trying not to baby her (too much).
When we got home, I broke out the Cerenia. It had totally slipped my mind until Dr. Rachel mentioned it during our appointment. We haven’t needed it up until now, and I completely spaced that it was there for times like these. My bad! I probably should have given it to her a day or so ago. I feel really bad that I let her get to the point where she was so uncomfortable.
She’s snoring softly on the couch next to me, and the air is definitely clearer than last night, but her tummy is still making a LOT of scary noises. We’ll probably want to keep a window open while we sleep! Hopefully she’ll feel better tomorrow…..