Tonight the vet called to deliver Lexie’s blood test results.
Ordinarily this would be no big deal, but when the actual vet makes the call it’s obvious something heavy hangs in the air.
The good news came first: liver, normal; red and white cells in mid-range, normal.
Then she paused.
The results indicated Lexie’s kidney values are elevated, meaning she is in the early stages of kidney failure. I know this is common in elderly dogs like Lexie. But I also know this officially marks the beginning of the end.
The vet told me I would have to stop giving Lex the Meticam pain killer/anti-inflammatory for her arthritis because it will accelerate the kidney disease. She said I can give it to her for two more days, then only when she’s really in need.
There’s a chance this can be slightly managed through diet, but the vet suggested this was just the beginning of a rough road. She told me to watch for weight loss, lack of appetitie and diarrhea. I’m to make a return visit for more blood tests in eight weeks.
In the meantime, lots of biscuits and doggy kisses.
I detailed Lexie’s dementia symptoms, and how they seem to have progressed in the last couple weeks. My brother and his wife, who are visiting from Florida, have mentioned how different she has been. Most times, Lex looks through them, opting to stare off in space than to engage.
The vet said there is a medication that has proven marginal success. But mostly, she said it is a quality of life issue that I will have to evaluate on my own.
My heart is so heavy weighing all of these things.
Charlie has been the best little brother. He senses something is wrong, and has toned town his rough-and-tumble puppy play. By far, Lex is his favorite part of joining our household. He follows her around, and reveres her like a mother.
This afternoon Charlie has kept busy pulling out all his toys and testing the squeakers.
They all work.
NEXT: Touring Camp Bow Wow: Planning for a vacation when we have a puppy and an aging dog.