Dear friends and family and readers of my writings,
On Wednseday, April 9th, I returned home from dinner to find my beagle, Scout, acting out of sorts. Scout lives her life wide-open, and never misses a chance to meet me at the door to demand food or tennis balls or cuddles. But that Wednesday night, she was lethargic and droopy and unwilling to eat dinner. Within five minutes, I realized that her breathing was also labored and her heart was beating way too fast.
She spent Wednesday night in the hospital at North Georgia Veterinary Specialists, and after a series of specialized diagnostics, the doctors couldn't find anything abnormal -- except for her lethargy, loss of appetite, and fever. The following day she visited her own vet, Dr. Qullian at Oakwood, Georgia's Family Pet Clinic. He's familiar enough with her antics to know when something's wrong, even when the tests continued to show that her blood and bones and organs were OK. He suggested that I take her to BluePearl Veterinary Specialists in Sandy Srpings, GA.
Things went from worrisome to dangerous very quickly. Over the next few days, Scout's condition worsened and she began spending most of her time in ICU. Her fever wouldn't break and she continued to be unable to eat. She didn't respond to antibiotics. Yesterday, fluid began to surround her lungs and then one of the lobes of her lungs began filling up with that fluid. The doctors told me the fluid contained bacteria and that she was in danger of going septic, of having the bacteria enter her bloodstream, at which point there was nothing they could do for her.
Before I left, the doctor said, "I'm sorry, but do you feel like you've had a chance to say goodbye to Scout?"
I had held her and petted her and kissed her and scratched her ears so gently in the hospital. I read her some books. I sang her some songs. But no, I could not accept that I had said goodbye to her.
The doctors inserted chest tubes and a feeding tube and kept her on oxygen for most of the night last night and all day today. And finally they feel like they have made a breakthrough. One of the lobes of Scout's lungs is filled with fluid due to an unknown reason, but adding the chest tubes and containing the fluid to one lung seems to have quelled her fever, blood pressure, and heart rate.
Now, she needs surgery. The doctor wants to remove one of the lobes of her lungs. The truth is that they don't know for sure if she can make it through the surgery or if removing the lung will stop the infection, but the doctor is confident that this is the only chance to really save Scout's life. Plenty of dogs and humans come through lung lobe-removal surgery and live normal, active, happy lives. There's a decent chance it is the answer for Scout as well.
Unfortunately, the medical bills have become too much and I can't afford to go through with the surgery unless I can raise around $7,500.
Any tiny bit you can donate will go a long way toward helping me try to help one of the most important girls in my whole world. Every dollar donated will go toward Scout's hospital bills. If there's any left over, I will donate it to PetSmart Charities. Every person who donates, no matter how small the amount, will receive a a handwritten letter of thanks from me, a follow and shout-out on Twitter, and a whole heart full of undying love.
There's a chance the surgery won't help. But there's also a chance that it will. I can't let her go until I know.
Any help at all will make you mine and Scout's hero.
Yours most sincerely,
She's eating ice cream this morning (in addition to the chicken and baby food and canned food she's been scarfing down). All of her chest tubes and feeding tubes have been removed. Her vital signs are strong and stable.
She's coming home tomorrow morning.
I am still awash in awe at what y'all have done for her. It has transformed me and I will never, ever forget it.
I would very much like to send all of you a snail mail packet that includes: information about how I used the money you donated, a personalized thanks from me and Scout, and a little treat so you can show off how you're a hero.
Please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
And over the next few weeks, as she heals, you can follow her progress here: http://scoutssurgery.blogspot.com/
From the deepest, truest place inside my heart, I thank you all for saving my dog's life.
So glad yor Beagle Scout will recover. We also have a Beagle named Snoopy. When my husband was walking him on a leash a car swerved and hit Snoopy, we didn't know if he would make it, but he did, so I can relate on how you feel. Our pets are special. Keep throwing those tennis balls for Scout. Best wishes.
So happy to hear your Scout made it through!! That was a wonderful thing you did for the waitress!!
My name is Heather and I have a Dachshund named Scout. Five years ago, my husband ran over him (Scout used to chase tires and he wasn't careful when pulling out of the driveway. It punctured Scout's lung. He was in the hospital for several days. This made my husband angry because he didn't want to pay the enormous bill. But the vet said that he might get better that it just took time to find out. I couldn't just put him down. Not when he could possibly make a full recovery, which he did. So your Scout and my Scout have a lot in common. I'm glad your girl is just fine. Some people just don't realize that they are worth more than what you paid for them and my husband is one of them.
Also wanted to say prayers of healing for Scout. I see her in whole healthy doggy
Glad to hear that Scout is improving! Still keeping her in my thoughts and prayers. :)
Heather, I'm so glad to hear that the surgery went well. I hope Scout's condition continues to improve and that she's back to her regularly-scheduled beagle hijinks very soon.
I'm a college student with no extra funds, but I have my own babies, so I understand how important this is - I will definitely share this in hopes I find someone who DOES have something extra to spare. I wish you nothing but the best.