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Six weeks ago, Coop got his back toenail jammed in the door, I thought it just needed time to heal. I took him to the vet after it didn't seem to heal and he was still limping. At that time, the vet thought it was an infection, and with antibiotics, Cooper did seem to be getting better at first... his follow-up appointment seemed to indicate that he was getting better.
Last Sat, I took him to a new vet recommended by a friend, because he was still experiencing pain. It was the weekend, and the (very nice, well-intentioned) weekend vet gave him a clean bill of health, which I wanted to believe, he said Cooper is probably just sensitive to pain, but was on the mend and doing good. I wanted to believe, and yet in my heart, I knew...
A gave it a few days, but Coop was still complaining. Last night, he cried through the night, waking me for comfort, and I knew it was bad.
Today, he was seen by the senior vet, who examined him and did x-rays -- the x-rays revealed a 'nothingness' where bone should normally appear -- the topmost portion of his toe digit is gone, as if eaten away by something. Poor baby...
He is scheduled to have his toe amputated next Monday, 11/2. Currently, I am beside myself thinking about his quality of life vs the cost, what I can do, what I should do. The vet visits and diagnostics thus far have cost $1500 and that amount doesn't include the planned surgery on Monday and prospective treatment. I'm a fourth-year PhD student and I just don't have the money. I'm sorry, I don't know what else to do.
I know this has been a hard year for so many, I wish it weren't so. Personally, 2020 has challenged me in ways I couldn't imagine, in so many dimensions, I know you can relate. But this last bit with Cooper, I just didn't see this coming, he's only turning 8 in December...
To those who can help, I offer you my gratitude and a promise to one day soon re-pay the kindness in turn. I also know that many of you aren't in a position to donate and are struggling yourselves, please know that I thank you anyway, you have my gratitude for your kind words and thoughts. I love you all, thank you.
Last Sat, I took him to a new vet recommended by a friend, because he was still experiencing pain. It was the weekend, and the (very nice, well-intentioned) weekend vet gave him a clean bill of health, which I wanted to believe, he said Cooper is probably just sensitive to pain, but was on the mend and doing good. I wanted to believe, and yet in my heart, I knew...
A gave it a few days, but Coop was still complaining. Last night, he cried through the night, waking me for comfort, and I knew it was bad.
Today, he was seen by the senior vet, who examined him and did x-rays -- the x-rays revealed a 'nothingness' where bone should normally appear -- the topmost portion of his toe digit is gone, as if eaten away by something. Poor baby...
He is scheduled to have his toe amputated next Monday, 11/2. Currently, I am beside myself thinking about his quality of life vs the cost, what I can do, what I should do. The vet visits and diagnostics thus far have cost $1500 and that amount doesn't include the planned surgery on Monday and prospective treatment. I'm a fourth-year PhD student and I just don't have the money. I'm sorry, I don't know what else to do.
I know this has been a hard year for so many, I wish it weren't so. Personally, 2020 has challenged me in ways I couldn't imagine, in so many dimensions, I know you can relate. But this last bit with Cooper, I just didn't see this coming, he's only turning 8 in December...
To those who can help, I offer you my gratitude and a promise to one day soon re-pay the kindness in turn. I also know that many of you aren't in a position to donate and are struggling yourselves, please know that I thank you anyway, you have my gratitude for your kind words and thoughts. I love you all, thank you.