That’s right folks, it’s been three weeks since the surgery and you can color me surprised by how fast Klaus has been healing.
Yes he was walking the day of surgery but aside from the shaved fur you’d never know he had surgery! He’s so full of energy. Here’s a pic of his fur pants growing in. The incision looks great.
It’s all so exciting but terrifying all at once! He is back to barking and freaking out at the neighbors. He is pulling super hard on the leash. His tantrums haven’t subsided.
The other night Klaus broke out of his crate! Thank goodness we were home. But I hope that paints a better picture of the type of energy we are dealing with and trying to contain.
We have reinforced his crate and thank goodness Cornell sent us new meds to try. We are unable to increase the dose on the trazadone so we have another rx in our arsenal.
Next week we can start rehab. Though we can’t afford it right now we are going in for one appointment so we can get a refresher course on the types of exercises we should be doing. Also we can begin three short walks a day.
Which I have to say I’m super excited about. The other day all I wanted was to take Klaus for a walk. I wonder if any of my neighbors would let me walk their dogs?
He’s sitting straighter in the hip and even stood on his right leg to pee! Pretty mundane to most but a big deal for us. I look forward to next spring when we can get back to puppy play dates and back on track with his training!
We removed his cone of shame, and not a moment too soon! I don’t think it would have lasted another day.
That was two days ago. Here is what’s left…..
He is definitely a much happier pup. Way more comfortable that’s for sure. I even caught him sleeping on his back, paws curled close and pointing to the air like the good ole days!
I was able to grab one last “tug at your heart strings” shot last night before we removed it…..
When he stuck his big little paw through the crate for me to scratch, I actually forgot what a little shit he’s been. I know, I know. What do I expect? He’s bored and cranky and wants out.
Two weeks. Now that’s perspective! Things get easier each day that passes. The idiot collar removal has helped his mood and from there it has been a domino effect. Less stress all around!
This is Taz, a 6 year old working K9 from Ohio who recently had a gnarly surgery on his neck to remove a mass. Biopsy came back negative for cancer but positive for a staph infection that rapidly grew around his trachea. An infection like that can kill a dog very quickly so I am writing this post as a reminder to all pet owners out there to keep an eye on even mundane abnormalities.
The vet thinks he might have stepped on a thorn or stick- something you wouldn’t even think to worry about.
I am reminded of the constant diligence my husband and will need to exhibit in keeping Klaus infection free with his implant. I know a lot of times we can go crazy self diagnosing ourselves, and our pets, usually worrying for nothing. But this is a great example of worrying and acting.
Taz’s handler’s concern and quick thinking, saved his life. Heal fast Taz! Klaus sends his love.
(this was supposed to have posted a week ago! WordPress what gives!?)
Not sure if its the PMS talking but I am literally on my last bit of energy reserve in dealing with Klaus’ tantrums. When I say I suffer from cramps each month- it is a severe understatement. My pain is so intense I pass out, either from my blood pressure dropping or from my body being utterly exhausted from battling with myself.
Of all the days I could use a break from Klaus’ barking and whining, today would be the day. Except I can’t even stand let alone walk out that door. Klaus, I am begging you. Please understand me when I say, this isn’t a forever thing. When you are all healed we will have all your friends over. You can eat all the peanut butter you want. If you want to chase the cat, I’ll even let you do that.
Just please please pretty please lay down and fall asleep for like an hour so I can breathe through this pain. I swear, every time you bark my ovaries pulse with electrifying pain!
I appear to be having difficulty uploading video. I wanted to show you all a snippet of my time spent with Klaus and his freak outs.
I’ve put a call into Cornell hoping they can help us out. My husband and I spend time with Klaus in the pen- giving him love (and cuddles if his majesty will allow) when possible. We let him chew on bones and raw hides. I’ve even started tying the leash around my waist to give him more time outside the crate while keeping him safe.
How can you reason with a dog? You can’t really. You can only take it day by day.
Since Klaus has been so excited to show off his new hip by utilizing the extra space in his pen to romp about and rattle the sides- even jumping and pushing up against it, he will now be spending the majority of his time in his crate.
Sorry pal, but you have pressed your luck, when really there is no luck to press! We can not and will not risk you hurting yourself. If you fracture that implant, so help me I will have a heart attack.
A fractured implant equals emergency FHO surgery which is merely a salvage procedure and wouldn’t allow Klaus the kind of life a THR would.
He is not taking to being crated. Even with an increase in his sedatives. It’s a pretty stressful time for everyone. Imagine a two year old throwing a tantrum, all day long with only 20-60 minute breaks in between when they pass out from exhaustion!
I was happy to have access to the car today even if it was just to drive around for awhile! Like writing in this blog, driving serves its purpose as a form of therapy for me.
Even fur pants! Between our cat Phoebe’s furry chaps and Klaus’ inch thick coat (even more apparent now that we can see the shave line) there’s a whole lotta fur pants in this house!
How Klaus is shaved makes him look like he’s misplaced his pair.
We are starting to see more and more glimpses of the good ole Klaus we knew before the surgery. I’m being slightly snarky as this behavior does not bode well for taking it easy and embracing the whole rehabilitation process.
Cue rattling the crate. Lots of barking. Pacing. Whining. Just relax dog!
Once we are finished with one of the meds we will be able to play around more with when we give him his sedative. This one med has to be given two hours before or after his last med given.
Its a tricky schedule when you consider some must be taken with food. Some are every 8 hours, others are every 12 hours.
I’m currently waiting for his meds to kick in so I can get to some housework without him trying to get out of his crate.
The incision site looks great still. I can’t wait until we can take his idiot collar off. The edema looks like its cleared up but the inside of his leg bears the obvious trauma sustained from pounding an implant into the bone- lots of bruising.
It’s sad to have to hold the bone or toy in front of him to chew because he can’t hold onto it himself, let alone get to it. But for the love of our pets right?
I know Klaus would start feeling better sooner than his leg had time to heal. But three days after!? He is back to acting like his insolent bratty self!
Damn son! I thought at least a few more days. It started with him standing at attention and barking with intent- way too early this morning. Just like he used to do to let us know “hey humans! It is time I awoke to greet the day!”.
We have moved our bed downstairs into the living room to avoid all our stairs. It sucks because I am awake as soon as the sun is up. So Klaus? I would appreciate at least two more hours.
That is our bed- hastily made so it looks presentable and not so crazy should people stop by? Yeah I’ll just keep pretending too.
He then proceeded to lock his jaw up when I gave him his first round of meds- which is a liquid slurry injected into the mouth with a syringe. Mind you he has gladly taken it the other days.
Then as my husband walked by his pen he jumped up as if to greet him!
Jeezy creezy dog! Take it down a notch. Please? I am suffering horribly from anxiety/heartburn/palpitations already with this nonsense.
Oh and I pulled out another grey hair yesterday- thank you very much Klaus!
I wish I knew how to cope better. I am sure I am being paranoid about most everything I am worrying about. But this is such a big franken deal. Last night I noticed the inside of his leg was looking particularly “bulbous”.
I thought maybe it just looked so severe because he was shaved. Maybe it was just his muscle? The other side didn’t feel like it so turn on the worry wort button.
I emailed the picture to the surgeon who I assumed would get back to me Monday. I got a reply this morning! Thank you thank you thank you!
It’s edema or fluid build up. Should go away within a week. I noticed it looking much smaller today.
Yes we are paranoid parents! But what do you want? We just spent $5k on our dog. If something were to happen with the implant it would be a serious deal!
We have two weeks before the ecollar comes off. Once it’s off he will be able to chew on his bones which will help keep him occupied. Until then I will pretend his incessant whining are birds chirping in the background as I swing and relax in a hammock on my own secluded tropical island.