Buford was finally diagnosed with Cushings Disease. It has been a very long 2 years of varying symptoms and nothing definitive enough to say "yes, it's Cushings" until this month. You name the symptom/sign/condition and he has it!!
He was started on Trilostane and he has his first ACTH test after starting the med tomorrow to check his cortisol level. He's doing very well on the drug! No side effects--at least nothing negative. He has more energy, is drinking more normally as well as urinating more normally. He's hungry, he's getting into trouble for the first time in YEARS--you know, doing typical basset things like stealing socks, counter-cruising, etc. So hopefully we will be able to manage this disease for many years or as long as the boy wants to hang around on this floating rock.
Meanwhile, the bathroom renovation continues and nobody is happy!! It should have been done by Thanksgiving and now it won't be done by Christmas and the contractor is away until mid-January. The dogs want back in their bedroom....well, it's my bedroom, but I'm sure everyone understands what I mean.
Della has started chewing on the wood of the guest room box spring mattress--nice. She is sick and tired of having be stay in that room when I got to work and the contractor is here. Can you blame her??
Sigh--so much going on.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I Have Had Just About Enough!
Della here and I am just not a happy basset! There is this human man in the house--one I do NOT know! All he does it bang on things, use things that make so much noise I want to stuff my ear flaps inside my ear canals! Then he goes down the stairs, then up the stairs; down the stairs then up the stairs. Sometimes he brings things inside and sometimes he takes things out--where is he going with the walls?!?!?
I don't understand what is going on. I want to be back in my big bedroom when mommy goes to work and I want the house QUIET! I want Guinness to sleep in my big bedroom with me and keep me company--but he spends all day outside because he is scared too.
Well today I had enough!! Mommy has me in this small bedroom on the OTHER side of the house and she's got all sorts of stuff piled up on the furniture--stuff that belongs in the OTHER room. So I pulled it all off onto the floor and systematically shredded as much of it as possible into tiny bits. In particular I found this book called "How To Live With A Neurotic Dog." WHAT IS SHE THINKING?!?! If Buford ever saw that it would send him right over the edge. I destroyed that nasty thing with particular zealousness so there was no doubt about my true feelings.
I do not know how much longer I can stand all this noise. And I WANT MY ROOM BACK!!!
I don't understand what is going on. I want to be back in my big bedroom when mommy goes to work and I want the house QUIET! I want Guinness to sleep in my big bedroom with me and keep me company--but he spends all day outside because he is scared too.
Well today I had enough!! Mommy has me in this small bedroom on the OTHER side of the house and she's got all sorts of stuff piled up on the furniture--stuff that belongs in the OTHER room. So I pulled it all off onto the floor and systematically shredded as much of it as possible into tiny bits. In particular I found this book called "How To Live With A Neurotic Dog." WHAT IS SHE THINKING?!?! If Buford ever saw that it would send him right over the edge. I destroyed that nasty thing with particular zealousness so there was no doubt about my true feelings.
I do not know how much longer I can stand all this noise. And I WANT MY ROOM BACK!!!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Long Time No Post
Quick updates: Buford and Della (ok, and Guinness too) are doing JUST FINE! No crazy medical reports to make, nor are there any crazy antics to report. All have been hiding inside the air conditioned house and away from the oppressive heat and humidity of Delaware. Smart "kids."
I've had my hands full with other things...many of you from the Daily Drool know what's been going on, others...perhaps not. My mother was diagnosed with breast, liver and kidney cancer at the midpoint of June. Since then I've been taking her back and forth to NYU where we have family in-house as well as just living in Manhattan and the surrounding northern NJ area. She's happier there so I have no issues driving back and forth.
I started another blog about it as a way for me to vent/de-stress, etc. and also for friends and family to stay updated so I don't have to remember who I've called/emailed and who I've forgotten to call/email.
Should you wish to follow along: http://cancer-is-evil.blogspot.com
**OH!** Wait!! There is a doggie update!!!!
I just had the laundry and powder room floors replaced with BEAUTIFUL tile! (you know how it is, when it rains it pours---did I really need contractors, plumbers, tile guys in my home the last 4 days with everything else going on with mom? Nope! But that's what happened anyway.)
Buford and Della have finally finished their thorough investigations. The outcome: much louder nail clickings on the tile and not sure if they accept it as part of the house yet. Della actually walked halfway in and then backed right out! It was too funny!!
Ok, onward.
I've had my hands full with other things...many of you from the Daily Drool know what's been going on, others...perhaps not. My mother was diagnosed with breast, liver and kidney cancer at the midpoint of June. Since then I've been taking her back and forth to NYU where we have family in-house as well as just living in Manhattan and the surrounding northern NJ area. She's happier there so I have no issues driving back and forth.
I started another blog about it as a way for me to vent/de-stress, etc. and also for friends and family to stay updated so I don't have to remember who I've called/emailed and who I've forgotten to call/email.
Should you wish to follow along: http://cancer-is-evil.blogspot.com
**OH!** Wait!! There is a doggie update!!!!
I just had the laundry and powder room floors replaced with BEAUTIFUL tile! (you know how it is, when it rains it pours---did I really need contractors, plumbers, tile guys in my home the last 4 days with everything else going on with mom? Nope! But that's what happened anyway.)
Buford and Della have finally finished their thorough investigations. The outcome: much louder nail clickings on the tile and not sure if they accept it as part of the house yet. Della actually walked halfway in and then backed right out! It was too funny!!
Ok, onward.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Buford--Cancer Free!
Everything came back BENIGN!! Just a bunch of fatty tumors and nothing to worry about....well...
Except that his alkaline phosphatase level is high so it is time to retest for Cushings Disease. Poog guy must feel like a pin cushion! But if we can finally figure out what is up with this one level that is out of whack perhaps we can get this boy COMPLETELY healthy!
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Buford here........what the heck is all the fuss about?!?! So I drink a lot of water; so I pee alot....even me, a basset hound knows that if you drink a lot you pee a lot. What goes in must come out. SHEESH! But is it necessary to keep sticking needles in me? I only have so much blood and people keep taking it out of me. THAT'S NOT RIGHT! IT'S MY BLOOD!!!
And another thing. What's with all these little strings hanging off my back, out of my arm pit, and right next to the only part of me left that identifies me as a boy???? How rude!! Is there no privacy left in this world? A guy takes a nap and wakes up shaved, cut and stitched up! What did you take out of me??? I'm not sure I'm missing anything that I needed, but I do know that one doesn't get sliced up and not have something gone missing.
Can't a guy just be what he is and leave well enough alone? I don't see anyone cutting open that "little princess?" And why is she a "little princess?" She eats poop out of the cat's litter pan, periodically pees INSIDE the house--WRONG!!!, gets biscuits for no reason other than the fact that I'm getting one and if she doesn't get one too she sulks. I sulk but I don't get an extra biscuit---WHY NOT?
There is an inequity in this house and I demand an investigation!!!
Except that his alkaline phosphatase level is high so it is time to retest for Cushings Disease. Poog guy must feel like a pin cushion! But if we can finally figure out what is up with this one level that is out of whack perhaps we can get this boy COMPLETELY healthy!
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Buford here........what the heck is all the fuss about?!?! So I drink a lot of water; so I pee alot....even me, a basset hound knows that if you drink a lot you pee a lot. What goes in must come out. SHEESH! But is it necessary to keep sticking needles in me? I only have so much blood and people keep taking it out of me. THAT'S NOT RIGHT! IT'S MY BLOOD!!!
And another thing. What's with all these little strings hanging off my back, out of my arm pit, and right next to the only part of me left that identifies me as a boy???? How rude!! Is there no privacy left in this world? A guy takes a nap and wakes up shaved, cut and stitched up! What did you take out of me??? I'm not sure I'm missing anything that I needed, but I do know that one doesn't get sliced up and not have something gone missing.
Can't a guy just be what he is and leave well enough alone? I don't see anyone cutting open that "little princess?" And why is she a "little princess?" She eats poop out of the cat's litter pan, periodically pees INSIDE the house--WRONG!!!, gets biscuits for no reason other than the fact that I'm getting one and if she doesn't get one too she sulks. I sulk but I don't get an extra biscuit---WHY NOT?
There is an inequity in this house and I demand an investigation!!!
Monday, March 24, 2008
Buford--time to remove some growths
Oh my poor boy!
Every year there seems to be another medical "procedure" or anomaly that he
has to endure and/or suffer. Now it's growths and their removal.
He has a sebaceous cyst on his back that has doubled in size in the last month and change. Then there's this mass under his left front arm within the folds of his skin. And then there's this mass wihtin the skin of his belly just to the left of his penis.
--and he doesn't seem to care or even notice them. That's good!
But, given that he is anything but normal, we are going to be safe rather than sorry and have all of them removed and biopsied. My vet and others are not very alarmed by them, nor overly worried, but again, get them off/out and make sure. Right now he's healthy and vibrant, etc. Why wait for nasty symptoms of a bigger issue to rear their ugly head when now, if something "bad" is discovered, he is strong enough to undergo treatement? That's the thought process.
So on April 11th my baby goes "under the knife."
....I'm a wreck....
Every year there seems to be another medical "procedure" or anomaly that he
has to endure and/or suffer. Now it's growths and their removal.
He has a sebaceous cyst on his back that has doubled in size in the last month and change. Then there's this mass under his left front arm within the folds of his skin. And then there's this mass wihtin the skin of his belly just to the left of his penis.
--and he doesn't seem to care or even notice them. That's good!
But, given that he is anything but normal, we are going to be safe rather than sorry and have all of them removed and biopsied. My vet and others are not very alarmed by them, nor overly worried, but again, get them off/out and make sure. Right now he's healthy and vibrant, etc. Why wait for nasty symptoms of a bigger issue to rear their ugly head when now, if something "bad" is discovered, he is strong enough to undergo treatement? That's the thought process.
So on April 11th my baby goes "under the knife."
....I'm a wreck....
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Today I Am 9 Years Old!
Yes, today is my birthday and I am 9. I only got lots of extra biscuits and not much else because my mom is afraid I'll get sick like I usually do when I have things I'm not supposed to have. I could have lived with this but then she had to find a stupid birthday hat, put it on my head and take pictures. It is so humiliating.....but I will make her pay when she least expects it!
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