Just a quick post since I'm busier than a one armed paperhanger--which is pretty accurate since I'm still sore from the chomp on my arm.
I brought Maggie home with a bag full of drugs and instructions to flush out the wound several times a day.
Even though I had cleaned and dressed the wound the day of the incident, I didn't inspect the surrounding area since it wasn't the part bleeding.
It was only when I gave her a bath several days later that I noticed all the bruising under her wet fur. I also noticed that an existing lipoma seemed much larger. At first I didn't notice the lump because Maggie has a tendency to sit funny due to her arthritis and her shoulder rides up at that point. It was only when I had her wet that I could examine her better.
I called my regular vet and he was double-booked. I called another vet we liked but she was gone for the week. I called yet another vet, but he was booked too. Finally, I found one I didn't know existed even though I'd driven past there several times. They took us in.
Being an emergency drop-in, I think they padded the bill a bit, but after some discussion, they lowered it by almost $200. I'll do anything for my kids but I refuse to be gouged for frivolous add-ons.
Aside from that, I was pleased with the vet and the staff. I was also pleased that they didn't hesitate to answer my questions entirely. Most vets don't like their actions or drug choices challenged, but I've been around the block too many times, and I know my dogs and what they can handle.
Maggie looks pretty bad because of the drip tubes and the oozing, but she's actually in great spirits.
Right now everywhere she lies down looks like a crime scene when she gets up because she leaves bloody stains everywhere. But floors can be washed and rugs can be cleaned.
She looks a little down in the mouth here but it's all an act. Right after this pitiful display she hopped up and trotted after Tank.
The old girl has been getting extra treats, and I take her and Tank for an 'old folks walk' where they can wander without being knocked down by my two tornadoes, Iko and Nana.
Nana knows I'm still angry at her and she's been doing her best to get back into my good graces. I think I'll let her stew a little longer.
Other stuff: My internet woes continue. Now my email is acting up. I can receive email, but I can't send it--at least not by regular channels. If you've tried to reach me and I haven't answered, try reaching out through Facebook. If I'm on, I usually see the message icon.
PS Whoever is pounding a voodoo doll of me over a rock, you can stop now. Whatever I did wrong, I'm sorry. Uncle!