An Unexpected Weekend

Good morning, friends! I hope that your weekend was fun and relaxing! This post is going to be a short one and I apologize for any typos along the way. It's been quite the long weekend. 

I usually like to give you guys a peak into my weekends on Mondays, so I'm going to do that hopefully in more detail on Tuesday. For now, I'm just going to give you a quick little recap.

So, on Friday afternoon I took Lola (our younger pug, 10 years old) in for some blood work. I had been smelling almost an alcohol-like smell on her breath for a week or so at that point. We had taken Lo to the vet last Monday, and I told my vet of my concerns (which were that her breath had that alcohol-like smell and I saw on various website that's a sign of diabetes). Well, my vet didn't seem very concerned and attributed her breath to maybe her eating something out of the ordinary. She told us we probably should get blood work at some point soon because of her being 10 years old and all - just to see where her health was.

I went home after our appointment on Monday and just still really didn't feel right about it. I just had this gut feeling that Lola's breath wasn't just due to something she may have eaten...

Because of my weird feelings I decided that I wanted to schedule her for blood work regardless - hoping that it would just be something to put my mind at ease. So, we took Lo on Friday to get her blood work done. On Saturday we got a call from the vet telling us that Lola has diabetes.

The vet said she was honestly really surprised that Lola's numbers had come back so high, as she didn't feel that she really presented as a dog with diabetes. So, our choices were to take her to the animal hospital on Saturday since the vet was closing (which would cost at least $1500) or wait until Tuesday when the vet was back in the office and hope that Lola didn't "crash and burn" as the vet put it. 

Something that really makes my blood boil is the cost of animal care. To take her to the hospital would have cost us at least $1500, but going to the vet for what they needed to do would only cost $215. I mean, it's just ridiculous in my opinion. I feel that they make you choose between your checkbook and your pet's health - which I have heard MANY people say. Simply because the vet was closing, which left us thinking that the hospital was really our only option for that day. 

We really didn't know what to do right away. Do we take her to the hospital and just know we have to spend that much money (and more by the way - her syringes and insulin itself cost $189)? We really didn't feel good about waiting until Tuesday (also really don't understand why the heck we had to wait until Tuesday...what about Monday?). Can you tell I wasn't super happy with our vet? If you know me and my family, you know Munch and Lo aren't just our dogs - they're much more than that. They're our family - hence the "crazy pug lady" in my bio section.

Well, thank goodness for my mom's friend Carla who happens to be a vet. We called her and she gave us a much better explanation of what was going on with Lola and how serious it was. She told us what we needed to do was get her started on insulin that day - not way until Tuesday or take her to the hospital. So, we picked up Lo's insulin and syringes from the pharmacy and headed to Carla's house where she examined Lola and also showed me how to give Lo her first insulin shot - which Lo will have to get twice per day for the rest of her life. A HUGE, HUGE thank you to Carla for making a really scary situation a little less scary and a lot more comfortable for us. She welcomed us into her home without a second thought. 

So, things were looking up from there. We at least got some insulin into Lola's body and felt good that Carla got to look at her. 

Later that day, towards the evening, my dad started noticing that Lola wasn't able to see things as well and eventually started running into things when making her way around the house. She basically went blind within a few hours. Her eye sight was probably worsening over time before this obviously, but not drastically enough for us to notice. Diabetic dogs are prone to getting cataracts, and Lola's developed very very quickly, which isn't unusual. 

So, now our poor Lola isn't able to see which is probably one of the saddest things - to watch her be so confused and wonder why she isn't able to see what she was able to just yesterday. BUT she is one smart cookie and has been learning her way around the house. We're hoping to get her into see the doggy eye doctor this week to see if she's a candidate for cataract surgery, which would most likely restore her vision. We'll also be visiting Carla at her vet practice for her to take a closer look at Lola, to check her blood sugar levels, and to figure out if we need to increase her insulin dosage.

I'm just very grateful that we caught it when we did, and I'm hoping that we caught it early enough. Dogs with diabetes can live normal lives as long as they're given the proper amount of insulin everyday, with a diabetic diet incorporated as well. I'll keep you guys updated, and I'll be doing my best to post this week, but bear with me as I'll be focusing on Lo a lot this week. 

Keep our little Lola in your thoughts and prayers this week if you could. Thanks for reading this post, it means a lot.