I have been talking with my dad this week a lot about Jack and how he is doing. As I last posted about him he had just gotten out of surgery and was back home. A lot has happened since then. Jack at the first of the week somehow got his stitches all out so his wound was all the way open because there was nothing there holding it together. Apparently it was really disgusting. So my parents took him back in to get him fixed up again and get a cone around his neck so that he would leave his wound alone so that it could heal. My dad called me when he got that done and said that they did 4 layers of stiches and then staples on top of that so that it would stay closed. I wish I had a picture but I don't think that one was taken...oh well.
My dad told me that he totally hates the cone on his head and just looks defeated when he has it on...he won't eat at all and just looks at you with those sad puppy dog eyes that he has. So they would take it off of him when they were home because they could watch him but then when my parents went to work they would put the cone back on his head. Apparently while my parents were at work Jack got the cone off (bad dog) and got out more than half the staples and the bottom half of his stitches. So now his wound is wide open and bleeding on everything that it comes in contact with. They didn't want to take him back to get stitched back together because everytime they do this it is costing me money to have them fix him again. It is frustrating. I just wish that Jack knew not to touch it becacuse it is something that will make him feel better. I mean we as humans know not to pick out our own stitches because we know that they are there to make us better.
My parents decided to switch off and stay up with him throughout the night to make sure that he didn't get at the rest off his stitches. I feel so bad that they have to stay up throughout the night when they both have to work during the day. I appreciate them and I am so thankful that they are willing to sit there during the night to watch my dog. Apparently when he gets ansy they just give him drugs to settle down and sleep throughout the night.
On Friday they started to notice that the open part might be healing and getting an extra layer of skin...BUT when my dad got home from work again the skin was off and apparently looking bad enough for them to take him in again. From what I understand there was just no more skin there. They couldn't even stitch it back together because the skin was gone. They took him in at 6:45 pm and the doctor called around 8 to let them know that they were finally done with him. They apparently took fishing wire to try to link the wound together as much as they could to try and heal somewhat normal. They are also going to keep him at the vet for a week so that they can watch him constantly and make sure that he doesn't get at it again.
I feel so bad for him. There have been so many problems with all of this. My parents are wondering if it was worth it to have the lump removed with as many problems as it has caused. I just want him better. I called my parents and asked if they were going to go and visit my dog while he was there so that he wasn't lonely all week away from home...they assured me that they will go and visit him throughout the week. My dad said that he told the doctor to take pictures so that I could post them here but I haven't received any yet. Hopefully I will get them this week and if they aren't too bad I will put them up so that you can see what I am talking about.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
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