On Tuesday August 30, evening he went outside. When he was ready to come in, he didn't want to walk over the door threshold, which is very strange. So I picked him up and then put him on the floor. I hadn't hear any noise from outside while he was out. Instead of jumping onto his chair, he went to lay on his doggy bed, which isn't totally unusual, but not this typical evening thing to do. My husband had a snack. Instead of jumping up on the couch to get his nose into the picture, Bear just stood by the couch, WHICH is very strange. When he went out before bedtime, Bear did walk over the threshold by himself. We decided to give him a baby aspirin just in case.
I got up around 3:30am because I'd felt Bear shivering. He generally does that when it's raining very hard, thundering, fireworks or there's a change in barometric pressure. I thought perhaps the thunderstorm they'd been talking about was on it's way so we got the thunder jacket and put that on him. About an hour or so later, I went downstairs, after I came back up, my husband said that Bear was dragging his backside across the bed. I thought "oh no." I took him into the kitchen and placed him on the floor. Instead of standing, his backside fell down and he just sat there. When he tried to move, all he did was drag it.
I was pretty sure what had happened to Bear. I knew that our vet's office has an answering service or emergencies. So I called. The vet called back and made an appointment for us. After an hour at the office, it was determined that Bear would need blood work, to make sure he was okay to be put under anesthesia and if necessary have spinal surgery. Everything was fine and he did have spine surgery.
We had to leave him at the veterinary hospital until Saturday September 3. We were given instructions on how to care for him. We were told he was to be kept in his crate unless he was fed, we were expressing his urine or taking him outside to try to get him to poop or urinate.
We were told that because of his surgery, we'd have to express his urine for a few days because of his backside being paralyzed. That wasn't fun. Then Bear wasn't drinking much liquid, so we weren't expressing much urine. Thankfully he was pooping by himself, so he didn't mess up his crate. So he did have control over part of his backside. We had to take him to our vet because we weren't sure if he was okay. They gave him some IV fluids under his skin. That was on Sunday September 4. We learned that he didn't have any urine in his bladder because he was dehydrated. We figured out he was urinating by himself, which really is a good sign.
Now we have to keep taking him outside, keep him in the crate, keep exercising his legs. When he's on the floor after he's eaten watch him so he doesn't go too far. He gets the staples removed on September 21.
Needless to day, my blood sugars have been a bit crazy. I knew this would happen due to the stress. Thankfully they haven't gone high, like they can do with stress. No this time, my stress is causing them to run on the low side. And the stupid CGM isn't catching it when my body signs are. My CGM is saying I'm 110 when I'm really 69. That's why I'm not a fan of allowing people to use the CGM to figure out how much insulin they should take. If they are like me and their body type and CGM's just don't work together, it can be fatal.
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