For the love of Sydney

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     Now, that I look back the very first sign of Pyometra came during Sydney's heat cycle.  She hadn't done much bleeding and I thought that was quite odd.  Her second sign seem to be when she started leaving white spots on our sheets.  I didn't think much of that at the time, I thought it had something to do with her cycle ending.  So, I just changed the sheets, again and again.  So please be on the look out for these two very important signs.  If treated now with antibiotics and getting the dog fixed your dog has a pretty good chance of survival.

     Sydney's third sign came on Monday and Tuesday, she refused to eat her food and her treats.  She stayed in bed only wanting to get up to go outside.  The fourth sign was on Wednesday, I noticed the whites of her eyes had turned blood red.  This of course scared me to death and was a instant red flag!  Something more serious was going on with our girl.  Right then, I called our vet to get her in on the following day.

     Thursday a trip to the vet's office and of course she was excited to take a car ride.  Sydney weighed in at 76.7 pounds and her temp was good.  She was very good with her doctor and she seemed cheerful.  The doctor took an x-ray because she said she could fill a mass in her tummy.  But when the x-ray came back the vet was unsure of what it was, because she needed to go potty.  Of course we had no such luck getting her to go.  The vet told us she could see a blockage in the x-ray.  It tol the vet that she was just in heat a week ago and that she was now spotting white and pink droplets of blood.  The vet didn't seem to concerned over this, so I left it alone.  So at this time no blood test was ever done.  She only tells us to take her home and give her mineral oil to help the obstruction pass.  She told us to take her for a few walks, which we did later that day.

     I don't know about you but I remember while growing up, I was taught to trust those wearing white coats.  To trust those who have papers framed and hanging on the wall.  It's just a simple reminded to us that we should trust them.  We took our baby girl there because we didn't know what to do and we trusted our vet just like we were taught to do.  We trusted her advice and guidance.  God help me, because I was wrong.  From this point on, slowly our lives were turned upside down.