You’re going to think I’m a bit strange because the story I’m going to share is about my dog. Believe it or not, my dog Tashi has had more medical problems than most of us will have in our own human lives.
It all started about five or six years ago when she acquired Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus (MRSA). I don’t know how she acquired this infection, but it has been recurring relentlessly over the years. Unfortunately MRSA isn’t curable, it becomes a chronic, potentially life-threatening condition.
The incident this past week started last Wednesday when Tashi awoke limping. Her back foot (location of the MRSA wound) was swollen. She ate breakfast and took her place in the family room and didn’t move for seven hours. We decided to take her to the emergency vet that evening because she wasn’t engaging in normal activities and she couldn’t get up off the floor on her own.
The vet we saw, a young vet, was quite personable and very good with Tashi. He did a thorough exam and was respectful of her pain limits. The thing that caught my attention was his personal shock at how swollen her foot and leg had become. He was perplexed hoping that maybe she had an issue with a bone or joint. Because of the MRSA he had to be very careful about any biopsy or culture because he didn’t want to spread the MRSA if in fact it was present.
The radiograph didn’t show any abnormalities, a huge relief. He did perform a culture of the wound on her foot, non-invasive. He also prescribed a very strong antibiotic and pain medication. We took her home with the hope that she would begin the healing process.
Unfortunately as Thursday progressed, her leg became more swollen and this was worrisome. The next step was to take her to her regular vet. One more appointment and when he saw her foot he was also a bit perplexed and concerned. She wasn’t putting pressure on her foot and the leg was swollen up to her hip. He prescribed a second antibiotic and now we wait for the culture results.
The sad part is that animals can’t tell us other than behavior about their physical problems. I feel fortunate to have medical professionals that are engaged in her well-being and take measures to create increased odds at healing the infection. I didn’t know that the field of veterinary medicine doesn’t have a specialization in infectious disease. The specialty seems to be on the horizon, but until that happens either a general practitioner, or in Tashi’s case her dermatologist/allergy doctor have to serve as our medical resource.
How does this translate into the experience of humans? We don’t always have an answer for symptoms that arise from an illness. It’s important to feel comfortable going to a specialist if you don’t feel that your illness/symptoms are getting better. In addition, I felt it important for her regular physician to see her because he knows her history and her body. He understands her response to past medications and infections. He knows her temperament and tuned into her response when he exams her. These are important because her history may have clues to heal the current medical dilemma.
Things are still uncertain and the fact that she’s over twelve years old doesn’t soothe my anxiety. I can see the desire in her eyes to get better (my personal projection) but I’m hoping we make it through this health crisis. I hope you maintain that fire in your soul to get better or well.