For those of you with me on Twitter, you will know about this last rather worrying couple of weeks as our gorgeous lab went under the knife.
After suddenly losing weight, condition and muscle mass, I took him into see the vet who spent two days doing scans and blood tests but wasn’t able to uncover anything other than the fact that discovering he was incredibly anaemic and clearly not ok. It was a very worrying time and poor old Tynor didn’t know what was going on. Eventually we agreed to investigate further by opening him up. It was awful… even the cats were worried about him!
Amazingly he was only gone for the day, even though the surgery took over two hours. The vet removed his spleen however she wasn’t convinced that it was the only issue as other things looked a bit unusual, so she took biopsies of his liver and abdomen, plus chest x-rays which she sent off to the Supervet for a second opinion. She told us to brace ourselves for bad news.
We picked him up in the early evening, drowsy and far from himself, brought him home and tucked him up in his bed. Brian carried him in and out of the garden as he kept thinking he needed to go out as he had so much air trapped inside him, he even slept downstairs with him as we were all so concerned. My wonderful godmother has worked with dogs her entire life and was on the phone every day with us. She was convinced it was just the spleen and so I hung on with every bit of positivity despite the vet being adamant that it was more.
As you can see on these pics, it wasn’t long before Tynor started to turn a corner and be himself again. Just over a week later, we have had more blood tests which have shown that the anaemia is picking up and all the biopsies came back negative 🙂
As you can imagine, we are all delighted! The stitches came out yesterday and we have now been given the all clear. As it turns out, he had had a huge bleed within his spleen which had caused the anaemia and lack of condition but at the same time, had kept everything hidden. So, whilst still on enough pills to make him rattle, he’s on the mend!
That was most definitely a close shave, Champagne all round… but no crisps, I’ve given them up for Lent (and it’s reeeeeally hard!)
Much love to you all