But he’s much better now. On our morning walk Tuesday (two weeks ago), we had to turn back before reaching the end of the block. By Wednesday night, he couldn’t make it to the bathroom without stopping to catch his breath. When I went to bed, I decided that he would be going to hospital as soon as I was up. Instead, he woke me up at 4AM. He wanted to go. Is it possible to be anxious and happy at the same time? I let the dog out to pee, checked dog and cat chow and water bowls, and got myself dressed. I helped Sweetums into shirt and pants and slippers and off we went.
Ten minutes later, we were in the hospital. There were two other groups there waiting, but everything moved along quickly and he was in a bed with oxygen and IV in no time. The ER doctor was very efficient (and nice) and asked a million questions. He heard a heart murmur and began setting up various tests and x-rays. Our family doctor came in around 7AM and said he was surprised to see him here. There’s never anything wrong with him. He listened to him and said he was 99% certain it was pulmonary embolism (blood clots in the lungs). So then came another barrage of questions. All replies were negative. As a matter of fact, his daily walks should have helped in preventing it.
Well, enough of that for now. Things to do. Here’s a picture of mother wood duck and her kids that I took early this morning.
Still loving Delaware!
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