Life is bipolar by nature in that some days you’re the pigeon and some days the statue. At Sasha’s Journey we believe in sharing the good, the bad and the waterworks. It’s been an interesting week. Based on the results of Sasha’s recent endocrine panel (EL-1), her evening Medrol (a steroid) was increased from 8 mg to 10 mg. Sasha has been on some type of steroids for 3 years because of her PFD so I thought her body was well-adjusted. Wrong! I started the 10 mg on Thursday night. When I woke Saturday morning I saw that she was by the sofa but lying in a puddle of urine. I quickly cleaned and treated the end of the room size rug that she had been lying, propped something under it to allow air to circulate so it would dry and we left to meet the shoemaker. I realized her water intake must have increased due to the steroid. Easy fix. I’d cut back a bit on the water and pick it up completely at night. We’d also take her outside every hour until her body adjusted. That plan didn’t last long. She came in from going potty Sunday afternoon and within 20 minutes flooded the same rug again while standing! She looked mortified poor girl. We have hardwood floors throughout the first level that were laid in 2010. Right after they were installed I saw a lovely rug that would be perfect for the living room end of our great room plus complement the new furniture. They only had the rug in a 4’ x8’ size so I bought 2 along with a liner. I found a retired carpet man who came to the house and seamed the 2 together to give us a nice size rug for the area we spend a lot of time in. I mentioned last year that I’d like to replace it as we have different furniture now plus I was tired of looking at the design. Sasha made that decision easy. One puddle I can handle but 2 drenchers ~ nope. Talked to her veterinarian on Sunday and going to give her 8 mg one night and 9 mg the next and alternate between them. Hopefully she’ll become accustomed to it and with the carpet gone it’ll be easier to quickly clean and mop. I tried to look on the bright side because these were all just minor blips on her road to recovery.
Then it happened! Tuesday I was awakened by what sounded like water bursting from an open pipe. It was Sasha! She wasn’t truly incontinent like the weekend because she was posturing. I don’t know if she went to the door and I didn’t hear her or what. My God can that dog pee!!
Then hubby told me she drinks a lot outside during the day, a WHOLE lot. I looked at him confused and asked where she was getting water. From him! He kept refilling a stainless steel water bucket for her. Needless to say I blew a gasket.
On the bright side, it was easier to clean because I no longer have the room size rug covering the hardwood floor in the living room. Gotta look for the positives wherever you can find them (keep telling myself that). I also made what I tend to call one of my executive decisions. Sasha was NOT continuing the higher dose of Medrol as it was wreaking havoc with her body plus I noticed she seemed depressed. Before you laugh, I truly believe dogs are sentient beings thus capable of feelings. She has been through SOOO much that I think it’s wearing on her. She started acting this way when the urinary incontinence began. I also think she’s grown weary of multiple pills 3 times a day. I’m going to see if I can get some of her medication in a liquid form from a compounding pharmacy. I wanted to try to lift her spirits because she won’t take her favorite snacks and instead of lying in the room with her family, she remains alone in another room. This really makes me quite sad
Her custom boots will take 3 weeks but even if we had them she wouldn’t be able to go in the river because her abrasions aren’t fully healed. I simply won’t risk the chance of infection from the river water. Having said that, they’re healing better since I switched to calendula ointment. The next day she seemed to perkier and played outside with the big Jolly Ball. Now I only had one more problem to resolve ~ she needed a bath!
We filled up a large kiddie pool which wasn’t a huge hit but it did the job. That is, until she decided she wanted to eat the pool. We finally brought the dogs in because of the oppressive heat. Still needed a bit of coaxing to finish both meals but not too much. Finally, she spent time in the same room as the rest of her gang – happily chewing on a bone. Good day!
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