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slept:4.0 (sick)
Yesterday turned out to be one of those crappy days- and I 'm logging the experience to remind me of priorities in life. So on top of the cruddy congestion and restless night (we must have caught it from the plane flight), our dog Maddi ( 21 mo old Berner) suffered a medical emergency spending the last 24 hours at Tufts Veterinary Hospital. Maddi's family is thus off on emotional roller coaster ride. Kudos to super nurse Ros and her diagnostic 6th sense that detected faint stridor that became worse over 10 mins - ok off to emergency vet. Xrays- suggest pneumothorax and mediastinal thickening- presumptive diagnosis esophageal tear- not a good diagnosis outcome wise. Off to Tufts, which I highly recommend based on this experience, review xrays and do endoscopy -layrngeal obstruction possibly secondary to trauma or foreign body (maybe tumor- something the breed has a reputation for)- biopsy = lymphocytic infiltrate ie reactive inflammation. Steroids and antibiotics. Get home at 7pm quick bite to eat and drive out to Westboro- greeted by groggy plaintive cries and tail wags- no longer in extremis- no other intervention appeared to be needed- observe ON in ICU. Call today - progress = can go home, re-layrngoscope next week. Collective sigh of relief and realization that while human welfare and loved ones trump all, special pets come a very close second. This is one but that's another story.