I apologise for not blogging for over a month. A lot has happened in those four weeks.
On the 6th, we moved into the new house. Ten days later my dad started working on the farm. The following day, the 17th, I woke at 7am to Sparkie throwing up. I took her outside, where she went to the toilet and then I brought her back inside. I got about another hour of sleep before Sparkie started shivering. I took her outside and she vomited again, and then the diarrhea started. She refused her breakfast. She drank some water only to throw it straight back up. Dad had the car at work fifteen minutes away, and as usual he didn’t get home until around 1pm.
We got Sparkie to the vet around 3pm. She was still fairly alert, although tired. Over the next week there was a rollercoaster of good news and bad news. The diagnosis went from gastro, to very bad gastro, to pancreatitis, to pancreatitis/colitis, and when Sparkie continued to go downhill, further tests revealed a mass inside her stomach. They operated on Friday morning, but the mass couldn’t be removed due to its position. They took samples and sent them off to be tested.
After the surgery though, Sparkie improved, so much so that they allowed her to come home yesterday. She’s wanting to play already, although as soon as she gets out of bed she seems to remember she’s still recovering. She’s still on antibiotics and pain medication and a bland diet, but she is doing better. We’re still awaiting the results of the test.
Unfortunately with Sparkie out of action we’ve had to cancel our planned trip to Sydney next week.
On the bright side though, Freya got her first day of freedom yesterday since she broke her leg on March 11. So much fun to watch! Her leg has completely healed so she no longer has to stay on lead while the other dogs run.
