at 3am this morning when our sweet Bella dog woke us up shivering, lethargic, and whimpering, i told myself to breath. when we rushed her to the emergency vet at 3:15am, the whole way there, i was telling myself the same: breathe. this dog, our family, is everything to us. we rescued her from horrid conditions almost 7 years ago. at just 6 weeks old, she was flea & worm ridden, and infected with parvo, a usually fatal disease among dogs. she survived all of that, because well, she’s a trooper. and when she was just 6 months old she was diagnosed with the most severe case of VonWillibrand’s Disease (similar to hemophilia) our vet at the time, or any since, had ever seen. truly, she’s our miracle dog. through the years, we’ve treated her like she’s a normal dog. hiking, dog parks, back country snow trips, this dog does everything with us. because she’s adventurous and plays very hard, there have been many, and i mean many trips to the vet. the smallest snag on a rose thorn means at least 3 weeks of bandages until she finally clots. needless to say, she can never have surgery as she wouldn’t survive. and she likely wouldn’t survive any sort of puncture trauma, like say a dog bite. up until yesterday afternoon, we’ve been lucky. never bitten by another dog. not once. until yesterday.
bella was bit pretty fiercely by a mean oakland dog yesterday during our afternoon walk. she seemed ok, no puncture wound, though she was definitely traumatized emotionally. we went home. what we didn’t realize was that she was slowly bleeding on the inside. when she woke us up at 3am, she had a massive, football-sized hematoma protruding from her side. she was in great pain, and trembling. so, we do what we have done in the past: muster up our courage, tell her and ourselves that all will be ok, and go to the emergency vet. the ultrasound told us that the blood collection is superficial, meaning no internal bleeding beyond the abdominal wall which is good news. besides pain and sedation meds, there isn’t much we can do, except watch and wait. no blood transfusions needed (for now at least). the hematoma will hopefully not grow in size, and will eventually, through weeks and weeks, dissipate.
poor thing. she is quite pathetic. and so are we. like every dog owner out there, we think our dog is the sweetest, most lovable dog in the world. and she is. i don’t think she’d appreciate my showing a photo of her in her current state, but i will share a photo of her with her beloved sock monkey who she’s snuggled up to all day.