When Harlow Goes To The Vet
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
"I did not eat no dirt." -Harlow
The amount of time Harlow and I spend together is a little ridiculous. He doesn't leave the bed until I get up in the morning, and he doesn't go to bed at night until the moment I do. Occasionally he'll pretend to put himself to bed in the evening, but if I'm not up there within twenty minutes he'll peak his little head out the bedroom door like, "hey you coming?"
So it's safe to say when I notice him acting a little different I'm on high alert. *also see: neurotic. It usually goes like this-
I'll notice Harlow slightly limping at the park. I'll call Chris. Chris will say, "just keep an eye on it." I can do that, I think. If it persists for a few weeks I'll call the vet.
Then I casually get on google to see what it may be. CANCER. It's always cancer. Within one hour of seeing the limp we're at the vet. This happens every time. Harlow goes to the vet no less than 10-15 times a year.
The most recent visit last week was due to dry patches on his shoulder. He licked them occasionally, but not every day. According to google they were because of arthritis.
And so I began learning about treatments. We would need to install a therapy pool for him in our living room. Sure, it wouldn't be pretty. But anything for Harlow and his arthritis!
We were at the Wicker Park vet within 24 hours. The doctor came in and saw Harlow sitting on my lap as he always does, laughed a little as all vets do, and then began looking him over. Within ten seconds she pointed out that his harness rubbed in the exact same spots where the dry patches were.
Could it be from that? She asked kindly, not wanting to humiliate me for being such an idiot.
Yes, yes it could.
While we were there we did some routine blood work as it was that time of the year. I paid my $170 bill for peace of mind and reminded myself (as do I after every unnecessary vet visit) that it's better to be safe than sorry. It's kind of funny to me that I had shingles for over two weeks before I forced myself to go to the doctor, but the second I saw one skin irritation on Harlow we were at the vet within 24 hours. Priorities.
Two days after the visit I had all but forgotten about the vet until I got a call from the doctor.
"The results from Harlow's blood work came back," she said and I interrupted,
"Does he have cancer?" I asked. More like shouted.
"No, but we see small signs of tick disease. We're not sure if it's still active, so we need him to come back in for more blood work to be certain."
"Is he going to die?"
"How long does he have?"
"Probably 7-10 more years."
"Oh no, it's that serious huh?"
"Not at all, are you even listening to me?"
"Should I install a therapy pool?"
Long story short, I was terrified when there was an "issue" with his blood work, but after one more vet stop we have confirmed it's all good. He may have had tick disease last summer, but luckily his body fought it off.
Moral of the story- spring is here so get your tick meds!!! The vet suggested NextGuard and said that Frontline isn't as good as it used to be, if you use one that works what do you suggest?
Thanks for listening. Now Harlow has to get to hair and makeup because he's filming a commercial at our house today.... More to come on that tomorrow!