Monday, February 16, 2009

Lily

I named her Lily because I wanted a bueatiful, sweet name for my pomeranian puppy. She is bueatiful and has been such a bright addition to our family. Everyone who meets her falls in love with her instantly. She is bubbly, loving and playful. No one is a stranger and she loves every creature from little cats, large dogs to small children. She makes friends with everyone even our UPS guy takes a second out of his rushed day to find her and greet her.
Why am I blogging about her? On Saturday (Valentines Day) she suddenly went blind. My playful little pup became, lost in the darkness, she is scared and has only in the last day or so begun to try and figure things out, although she is cautious and still very afraid.
I have talked to 5 vets we have had blood work, urine and fecal tests run, eye tests for pressure and others run and no one can find anything wrong. One vet said she is the healthiest sick dog they have ever seen. Through alot of pushing we now have a appointment with an Animal Opthamologist tomorrow and if that doesn't work we may be going to OSU to the school. I have read online that if treated quickly there is a chance of reversing the blindness or at least getting partial sight.
You may ask "Is she crazy?" and some may say "It's just a dog." That is not so, she is like a child to me and I will do what it takes to care for her. She loves me unconditionally and shouldn't I do the same for her?
I have encountered a staff member at one vet who just thought I was being rediculous for not wanting to leave her in one of there pens until the vet could see her. Well would you leave your child who was shaking and scared and had no idea what was happening to her? I told the lady my office is a mile from here call me and I'll be here in 3 minutes when the vet can see her. This lady was rude and well all I can say is she has no business working in a vet office. I can't imagine that she even like animals.
So I have been on an emotional drain these last couple of days. My heart breaks for this tiny girl. Love is not chosen it chooses you well Love has chosen me through this little baby and my heart breaks each time I see her quivering in fear or bumping into things she doesn't know is there.
I will keep everyone posted. If your the praying kind well God takes care of the birds of the field so I think He will listen to prayers about this little baby. She has been my stress relief and probably saved years on my life. Please pray that she will regain her sight and if not that she will adapt and become the playful little pup she once was.

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