Last day on 4 legs

Today is Dieter’s last day on 4 legs.  I had to go into school today and was cranky and antsy to get home.  I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible.  Once home, the dogs mobbed me and it all felt so…normal.  They jostled and jockeyed for the closest position to me.  A reminder that Dieter really is just being Dieter.  And Otto is being Otto.  And that’s not going to change any time soon.  I feel pretty prepared and still have about 30 questions for the surgeon and a last-minute shopping list (haha) but Linda (TriTuck) made a good point in a comment on one of my other posts.  Be ready for emotional events.  I have some important school/work related stuff coming up while Dieter will be in recovery in the hospital, so after tomorrow morning, I’m going to try my best to take things one hour at a time.  If that doesn’t work, then I can scale down to 1/2 hour at a time, or less if need be.

Here’s a picture of him from this afternoon.  I like this view, because this is exactly what he’ll look like post-amputation.  I have never taken my dogs for granted, but I’m determined to use this opportunity to make some changes in my life.  It’s going to be more dog-centered, and that’s not a bad thing.

Thank you to everyone who has welcomed me to the site and offered their advice and support.  It is greatly appreciated!

 

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Quick list of what I have, bought and am waiting on for pre-and post-op

Just because I’ve had a hard time finding this information in one place, here’s a quick rundown of what I’ve accumulated to support Dieter’s pre-and post-op.  I’ll add more things as they reveal themselves to be useful.

1.  The Big Barker (7″ of American-made support for your big 4-legged friend – yeah!)

2.  The Webmaster – I’ve been using Ruffwear stuff for years and this product is outstanding, as are all their other things.

2.5.  A soft towel to act as a sling for getting in and out of the car until he can wear the Webmaster

3.  Random “dog towels” – for whatever spills, accidents, oozing, and/or drooling may be going on

4.  Grip Trex booties – these I bought for Otto many years ago and he HATED them.  I’ve been easing them onto Dieter’s feet for familiarity in case they’d be helpful at the vet’s office down the line

5.  Hydrogen peroxide and triple antibacterial lotion – just in case things look a little too pink / red at some point

6.  Inflatable cone – somehow this just seems a teeny bit more dignified than the “cone of shame”

7.  I’m going to buy Bella’s hot/cold pack for pain management

8.  The BF showed up on Friday night with 500 sq ft of commercial-grade carpeting in his truck.  The whole house, which has stained concrete floors, is now carpeted.  I doubt you have as amazing a BF as I do, but now you know the secret.

9.  A baby gate with a swinging door to cordon off his recovery area (aka the bedroom)

10.  A bunch of new toys to destroy as he recovers (Goodwill and Costco are cheap sources of soft toys that destruct gratifyingly easily).

11.  Elevated food bowls – really tall ones since he’s such a tall boy.  His current 12″ ones will not be good for his posture on three legs.  I can’t remember the brand name, but these are 16″ tall and I ordered them from amazon.com

12.  I raided Costco for soups, canned fruits, cereal, yogurt, Clif bars and other easy-to-prepare and reasonably healthy foods (oh, ok, except for the 15-pack of mac and cheese) so that I would not have to think about what I was going to eat while I was paying attention to his recovery

12.5.  Comfort food (see #12)

13.  The Dog Cancer Survival Guide.  I haven’t started reading it yet, but I’ll review it when I do.

14.  A good book to read for when I can’t concentrate on work or just want to hang out with him while he’s less mobile.

Week 0 or, how much can you handle?

Wow.

If you haven’t read the “About” section, you need to know one thing for now.  This blog is not for my dog, this blog is for me.  It’s *about* my dog, but *for* me.  One week ago, I was happily at home with my two dogs (Otto and Dieter), doing our normal Sunday night thing — barking at whatever they think they see outside (in the case of the dogs), and watching The Walking Dead (in the case of the human).  Dieter had been limping for a couple of weeks, but he plays rough with Dozer, his step-brother, and so I thought it was just some random strain/sprain.  He always comes home from visits to the BF’s house with random little scars or scrapes from carousing.

I thought it best, though, to take him into the vet, just to see what was up.  Two weeks seemed like a long time to limp.  That’s when it all started.  So fast.  Too fast.  Tuesday at the vet, range of motion tests, x-rays, valley fever titer started (we live in AZ).  Wednesday nothing.  Thursday, valley fever titer negative, hip x-rays, chest x-rays, phone consults with a radiologist, oncologist, and a surgeon, large-gauge needle aspiration, dates for in-person consults scheduled, surgery scheduled and holy cow all the stuff that had to be considered, decided, done, bought, installed, fitted.  It all came crashing down, hard.  When Friday came around and the biopsy results revealed osteosarcoma, it was old news; I was already three steps ahead of that game.

I’m a pretty tough cookie.  I’ve been around the block a time or two.  I’m very good in a crisis; very focused, decisive, able to take in and process a lot of information quickly and deal with it effectively.  I’m comfortable making tough decisions.  Unlike a lot of others facing my situation, the decision to amputate was easy.  Cut off the source of the cancer, alleviate the pain, improve his quality of life.  A painful decision, a tough decision, but an easy call to make.

Of course Dieter is just dealing with it on a moment by moment basis, and he’s fine.  Especially since he scored the hat trick of pain meds – rimadyl, tramadol and gabapentin.  He’s already sitting, standing and placing most of his weight while in motion on his good leg.  He uses only his good leg to get up and down off the couch (which he’s only done once or twice in the last week; he’s feeling it).  If there is something particularly interesting outside, he’s trotting on three legs.

But that’s not how people work, and as a community it’s important for us to understand that the process of arriving at a diagnosis of osteosarcoma and the subsequent treatment can happen VERY fast.  Especially if you are not in an area where valley fever is a problem and your vet team can come to the sarcoma conclusion faster.  That’s why this blog is *about* my dog, but *for* me.  It’s the only way I can think of to process all that has happened in such a short period of time.

The good news?  Clarity.  All of us have a lot going on in our lives.  I’m a PhD student; I’m on the job market, in the middle of my dissertation as well as other research projects, teaching a class and in a long-distance relationship.  But I’ll tell you what, this week, I got a huge dose of clarity, and I am immensely grateful.  More on that later…