Baby Daisy

Happy Wednesday!

I hope your week has been pleasant thus far, despite the weather being poor (where has the heatwave that was predicted for June gone!?) it's not looking too dreary out. My plans over the last two days have been cancelled because of my poorly pooch, Daisy. :(

Yesterday morning I awoke to her, quietly sitting in the corner breathing heavily. I rang the vets and they told me to bring her down.

Daisy when she looks her lovely fine self, with her most favourite treat, Bonios!

When I brought her into the vets, a nurse took Daisy instantly from me and she was rushed into a consultant room, taking her temperature, which was at a mere 32 degrees. The normal temperature for a dog should have been 37.5 degrees. She was at the state of Hyperthermia, the doctor said. Furthermore, Daisy was also struggling to breathe, so they placed her on Oxygen Therapy too, whilst placing her under a bear hugger to bring her core temperature back up to a healthy level.

Both my parents were at work, and it was only my dad I could get ahold of. After trying for an hour, he finally picked up and came to the vets as soon as he could.

Daisy in the cage at the vets :( 

After being told Daisy would need an X-Ray of her abdomen and chest, she would also need a blood test further, to establish the problem with Daisy. With that, we decided to leave the vets and come back later that evening to see the test results and the outcome of Daisy's situation. 

On return, Daisy looked extremely worse. She was rather dazed and she seemed to be breathing more heavily. She was collapsing to try and sleep but needed oxygen and so she was having a constant internal battle between sleep and oxygen. This meant oxygen was always winning, but as a result, she was becoming more exhausted. 

Poor baby Daisy with her leg attached to a drip.

The surgeons at the vets were so knowledgable and Matt, the night doctor, told us all about what would be happening to Daisy over the evening. We left, feeling that Daisy was in capable hands, and would know what to do if Daisy took a turn for the worse.

Daisy this morning, after arriving at the vets.

This morning, we all returned, not knowing really what to expect. This is the first we saw of her through the window and she looked so adorable. We went in and Daisy came out of the cage to greet us with her tail wagging. She looked so much better and what a change over night and improvement that had been made. Our doctor that was dealing with Daisy made it clear we weren't at the finish line yet. 

We were told from the scans that Daisy had an enlarged heart (isn't it ironic, a small dog who loves us all so much, her heart has enlarged) and as a result, has caused her left lung to collapse. I couldn't help but look at her and think the pain she must be going through. To complicate things further, Daisy can easily become dehydrated because of the tablets she is taking. There is fluid in her lungs which is not a good thing. Whilst these tablets make her more dehydrated, she is constantly wanting to drink more. 

However, upon asking whether or not she could feel anything, Ellie replied, "no." Although, somewhat comforting, we also knew that she was now to be put on more medication. Despite this, it meant we were able to bring Daisy home and she is now resting here with us. My sister and I are taking lots of photos with Daisy and praising her for every milestone she makes, such as drinking, eating and going outside. 

Wrapped in a throw and cushioned so she doesn't get cold and so she can breathe.

I will keep you all updated with the situation of Daisy, but for now, she sits cosily in the armchair, watching the family walk by in our living room, and wagging her tail when we speak to her.

Have you got any pets in your family? 

Kirsty 

xxx