Support Sasha’s recovery !!summary at the bottom!!

The Story of the Great Sashimi

 *records scratches* Yup that’s me you’re probably wondering how I ended up in this situation, let’s start from the beginning. For as long as I can remember my life’s been awesome!! I grew up with a big family who always called me a “troublemaker”. I think that means they think I’m awesome too. I guess you can say I’m your average corgi. I moved from place to place in the beginning stages of my life, but once I moved to Tennessee I knew that this was the last place I’d ever move to. This new family was way smaller and quieter than what I was used to. I was freaking out a little bit but I didn’t want anyone to know. All my life I was used to never going out only to my backyard and inside the house. Going from that to the city life for the first time was really scary. Once my new mom and dad saw this, they made it their mission to help me become the most amazing version of myself. I don’t mean to brag, but I know lots of things !! For example I know sit, come, down, place, speak, roll over and way more!! It took a year for me to start feeling truly confident In new places but I finally did it. I was brave and soon enough I went out everywhere without being so scared. I loved chasing balls and listening to mom whenever she tells me to do stuff. Some days I’ll be reminded of the fear I use to feel everyday but I take one look at my family and know that there’s nothing to worry about. Now here’s where things take a turn.

 It was the morning of July 4th 2024. I woke up feeling terrible!! My stomach was in pain all day, I threw up many times and at one point I couldn’t hold my poop in. After an hour of feeling miserable with no signs of getting better, my dad got really worried and rushed me over to the vet. We waited in this bright white room for what seemed like forever. I was really sad in this room, I didn’t want to get up, I didn’t want to eat or drink water I just wanted to lay under my dads chair. To this day I don’t know why my dad was so upset I knew I’d be fine he always takes care of me, always. This lady came and took me away to this weird room with a bunch of beepy machines and bright lights. I didn’t mind the annoying loud machines but I wondered where my dad went. They put some weird stuff on me, I have no idea what it was, but it did make me feel better. I thought to myself I need to hurry and feel better so I can find mom and dad. I spent the night there and I was starting to feel a whole lot better. My secret plan to make everyone fall in love with me so they can help get me out was working. Everyone who walked passed me stopped to give me lovings. It was such a good time I was starting to forget why I came in the first place. Just when I thought things were great, it took a turn for the worse. I was starting to feel bad again. Everything in my body felt like poop I didn’t want to get up I didn’t want the attention, I felt weak. After that it was kind of a blur. From what my mom tells me she said everything got really scary. I barely remember when she came in to see me. All I remember were how her tears felt on my snout and the sound of her sobs from far far away. I smelled my dad come in and he was sad I never knew my dad to be sad. I wanted to tell them that I’d be okay, make them not worry so much but they couldn’t hear me. I was too tired anyways. “Maybe it was time to give up?”, I thought to myself. It could be as easy as falling asleep. I thought the end way near and I was prepared to let them go but I don’t think they were prepared to let me go. I felt my peoples come to see me again. They were still very sad, it was so unexpected of them. All my life they’ve shown me how to be happy and have fun I didn’t know they could get so sad. After their visit and hearing them talk to me I really wanted to see them again. I couldn’t open my eyes but I wanted to tell them that I heard and felt everything. They gave me the strength to be strong again. After two whole days of sleeping all day, I finally was able to open my eyes. I thought “where is mom and dad ?”. I wanted to see them really badly and my wish came true. They were just as happy to see me as I was to see them. I cried a little bit out of excitement. I still couldn’t stand up but if I could I would’ve smothered them in kisses. I was sooo happy to see them. They ended up leaving so I’d get some rest and I knew they’d be back. I was attached to many little tubes and remember that beepy machine from earlier I had one attached TO ME. I felt like a cool robot from another planet but apparently I was still just a dog on this planet. Thanks to those machines and as my mom would say my “caregivers”, I was feeling SOO much better. I took a couple of steps for the first time in 4 days. My legs were soooo out of shape, they were wobbly for some time but I think I’m starting to get the hang of it again :))) I was finally let out and came back home. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still learning how to be a dog again but I’m on the road to recovery. I’m so happy to be at home with my siblings and my parents I missed them so much. I’m glad I got a second chance at life again and this time I will go harder than I ever did before. I’ll do it for everyone who was rooting for me every step of the way. I’ll also do it for the people in the future who heard my story and are rooting for me too!!

*summary* 

 If you have read this far, this is our girl Sasha. She was diagnosed with acute hemorrhagic diarrhea. She came in for throwing up and bloody diarrhea. She was lethargic on intake and we slowly saw her wither away with time. Most cases aren’t fatal but just like every aspect of Sasha’s life, her case was unique. With her stomach being so sensitive regular fluid treatment wasn’t working and the bacteria in her intestines started spreading to her bloodstream. This caused her body to shut down and go into septic. They told us that aggressive treatment was the only option or it would most likely be fatal. They weren’t sure if the treatment would even save her but we took a roll at the dice and decided to do everything we could for her. She was started on fluids, blood pressure medication, blood sugar medication, urine catheter, and a feeding tube. Probably more stuff that I don’t understand, I just know it was heavy treatment for 3 days. She slowly improved but her mentation stayed the same for those three days. She slept for most of the day even with the aggressive treatment. Finally day 4 rolled around and we finally saw her up and responsive. She was making slow but healthy strides on her path to recovery. On day 5 they discharged her, but her bloody diarrhea continued. She was eating, drinking water, up and alert so they deemed her ready to come home. She was sent home with meds to help her poop for the next week. This was absolutely the most scared I’ve ever been in my life. She’s only two and we weren’t ready to give her up without a fight. With the endless help of Veterinary Specialty Care Group’s staff, Sasha made a complete 180 and is doing much better now. She is still learning to walk again but we’re sure with her strong willed nature she’ll make a full recovery with time. This vet visit cost us over 11k due to the amount of time she spent hospitalized and how aggressive the treatment had to be. This is a very insane amount of money, we put down multiple credit cards and took out loans to save our girl. We still aren’t done with the vet bills given how serious this event was for her. Sasha means the most to us along with our other 3 animals and we’re so thankful we got a second chance with her. We can’t wait to see her back in action being the fun spirited corgi we know. If you can find it in your hearts to help us in this very sensitive time, any amount you can donate will go right back to her vet bills and any future bills we’ll have during this recovery period.