Oh Jerry....you are VERY VERY sick. Doctor says it's 50/50. They think you ate something toxic while we were at Hertel Pond on Wednesday and it's causing you to go into liver failure.
I woke up this morning and immediately knew you didn't feel well. Your breathing was funny and you were tense. I tried to cuddle and snuggle you...but you just continued to be uptight. So I woke up and started watching TV...called Tim, asked him his thoughts on you...and said you were just very sleepy. Hung up...and heard you get sick. It was blood. That's not good.
Immediately I went into "Andrea-panic/worry-must-see-doctor-mode". After being completely OVERCHARGED by our last vet, I started calling around to other vets and get their prices (only to find out we were going to the most expensive vet in the area...why?) and see who could get you in for an appointment ASAP. This is all beside the point...you were being very un-jerry-like and I knew we needed to get you to a dr.
Got you an appointment at 9am. Finally by 10:30 we were discharged. They wanted to admit you full day...but it was soooo expensive. So we opted for a cheaper route. Dr said you were in shock (high heart rate, weak pulse, poor coloring) and needed fluids. So you received an IV for 90 minutes and got a sack of fluids injected under your skin along with anti-nausea medicine. $100 later...we were going home with the Dr giving me a paper showing the costs for when I come back later in the day (because she was pretty confident we would be back). The problem is that something is causing you to go into shock...and that is still to be determined.
Score - one for the doctor. Later that day you went back to the vet. After arriving home this morning at 10:30 and you didn't move from the couch...and I mean did not turn, did not flip, did not move. You were panting and gagging and not wagging your tail. So at 4pm the dr took your leash...
and haven't seen you since :(
30 minutes later, the dr came back in (after doing some blood tests) and said that it looks like you are in liver failure and have a 50% of making it. A lot of money later, I went home without you. You are spending the night at the hospital, getting fluids and some medicines. They are going to reevaluate you in the morning and let us know if your body is going to be able to fight this and move on...or not.
So I'm sad. Tim's sad. And I think Olivia knows something is wrong.
Maybe if you get the chance...say a little prayer for our Jerry.
We love you Jerr-Man...and can't wait for you to come home and be back to your quirky self!! (only you'll never be allowed off your leash and roaming fields and eating toxic stuff).
Will update tomorrow after we speak to the dr.
Took this picture on Monday...I was laughing because this is the constant battle. I want to take a picture of Olivia being sweet or cute...but Jerry always seems to find a way to get into the frame.
I know he loves us a lot.