Continuing from yesterday’s post.
I’m still in shock, reeling from everything, so if I sound a bit disjointed, that’s why.
So, Bazinga has hip dysplasia. For those not familiar, it works like a ball and socket. top of the femur fits into the socket of the hip. Her sockets are ‘quite shallow’.
She also has developed thickening aka arthritis on the right side.
What all this means is that the top of her femur is grinding into her hip socket.
She’s in pain.
What we can, and are doing, is to put her on a diet, as she gained weight after she was spayed (typical to happen) to get pressure off her hips. And she’s on pain meds.
We don’t honestly know what the prognosis is, in terms of time. The vet thinks months before we can’t control the pain for her anymore.
Luckily, I have a good friend who’s pretty expert in hip dysplasia, and she’s given me some excellent ideas on how to improve Bazinga’s situation.
So, between her advice, and the vet, we’re hoping to keep Bazinga comfortable for a while to come.
Unfortunately, the only real choice we have is *when* we let her go, not *if*.
I also discovered that two of her littermates also have been diagnosed with hip dysplasia. And, as of today, one of them is slated by the breeder to be bred this year.
That someone would knowingly and deliberately breed dogs that have failed their hip exam is absolutely mind blowing to me.
I’m reeling, just completely in shock from everything.
Having to tell my kids that Bazinga isn’t going to ‘get better’, that sooner or later she’s going to be in too much pain that we won’t have a choice but to put her down is one of the hardest things I’ve had to do. Tazzie stared at me, his eyes filling with tears, asking, “But she’s going to be ok, right Mom? She’ll be fine!” and having to be honest with him, that no, no she won’t be.
We’ll do everything we possibly can, to make her as comfortable as we can, for as long as we can, but that’s all we can do. She’s not going to heal.
Reducing her weight will ease some of the pain, but she’ll need pain meds still, from what I understand.
We’ll have a clearer picture when she goes for a recheck in 10 days, to see if what we’re doing is helping.
All I do know for sure is that I live in daily pain. If we can’t ensure she doesn’t, we will have to put her down.
And it’ll break my heart. And those of my husband and children.
But what’s best for Bazinga will be what guides our decisions.
She deserves that.
So, that’s the update.
And it sucks.