vIf you saw my last post, you know that Tucker wasn’t doing well on Friday. We even ended up taking him to the local emergency clinic Friday afternoon because we were so worried. It turns out that he didn’t have a stroke, he had Vestibular Disease!
The symptoms that Tucker had were:
*rapid eye movement (horizontal)
*unable to hold urine
We were having to carry Tucker down the stairs until yesterday & we’ve been using a homemade sling to help steady him. All weekend we kept him confined to the living room/kitchen area & I slept on the couch to be with him. We are giving him motion sickness medicine every day, that is the only medication he seems to be on/need.
He’s showing great improvement & is getting back to normal. According to his vet, the head tilt is usually the last symptom to go, & some dogs have it forever.
We don’t know why Tucker got Vestibular Disease, but it is apparently quite common in older dogs. It may happen again in six months, or it may never happen again.
I just know that despite the ups and downs of this past few days, I am grateful for some extra time with my best friend!
For more information on Vestibular Disease, I found both of these two articles helpful.
It all started on Sunday when we left the dogs for an hour to go out for breakfast. We came home to find out that Tucker had urinated on his bed & the floor (which is not normal for him). He had also apparently laid in his bed after urinating on it. I had to wash his bed & give him a bath. Tucker seemed fine the rest of the day on Sunday– he even ran around a little after his bath time.
On Monday morning, Tucker lost his balance & fell over when going out in the morning. He was unsteady on his feet for the next few days. We were a little concerned & kept a close eyed on him, but he kept improving. By Thursday, Tucker seemed back to his normal self.
This morning, he fell down the last few stairs coming from our bedroom down to the living room. It seems that he also urinated upstairs. Now he seems to be stiff in the hind end & slightly out of it. I’m concerned that he had a stroke. We are headed off to the vet today to find out what they say.
No matter how old your dog is, or how long you’ve had them, it is never enough time. I’m not ready to go from ‘life with old dogs’ to life with old dog’. I just know that I need to do what’s best for my best friend. Fingers crossed.
Every Friday, I sit down and fill up the pill holders. That’s the day it really hits me that my dogs are OLD. Emmit is only 11, so I would imagine that he may be around for a while. Having bad hips isn’t death sentence and we are doing what we can to keep him young (both mentally and physically). Tucker, on the other hand, is 17. When I fill up his pill holder, I feel lucky that we made it through another week together. He sleeps a lot, but the bad days (which come in spurts) are few & far-between. Cross your fingers–I hope to fill up all these pill holders again next week.
a running commentary of life with my senior dog(s)