Oh the time Steve & I have had the last few days. Thursday morning Miles seemed a little low, but overall ok. By the evening, he was obviously not feeling himself. Friday morning we were rushing to the vet with a very sick puppy. After a not-too-serious diagnosis and antibiotic, we anticipated him feeling better by the time we got home from work. But he appeared worse and we were actually fearing for his life. Saturday was equally rough. He was clearly in a lot of pain and discomfort. All he wanted to do was sleep. Sunday showed minor improvement. Monday it seemed we were back to near-death. Took him back to the vet yesterday afternoon and gave him an additional antibiotic, pain/fever reducer, and diuretic to rid his liver of toxins.
We're seeing some improvement in alertness and mobility today, but now there are side effects from the medication. It's been a roller coaster. I completely freaked myself out yesterday by thinking it was encephalitis, which is fatal. That possibility hasn't been completely eliminated, but isn't as likely as I first thought. The vet is optimistic about his recovery and thinks it is a parasitic and/or bacterial issue that we just have to beat. We're praying he's right.
I would give anything for Miles to be well, but while he's sick, I'm enjoying the sweetness and snuggling and lazy family time. Steve has been amazing and the only reason I haven't completely gone off the deep end. Our friends and family have been so helpful and prayerful. I'm a little distracted from the blogosphere right now, with this situation being only one of the major things occupying my thoughts/time. Even so, I will be as present as possible here - it serves as a worthy distraction.