It has been almost a week since Cleo got sick. The vets still are not entirely sure what is wrong with her. All she wants to do it sleep, and all the spunk has gone out of her. She doesn't want to play at all (we normally play in the apartment at least for thirty minutes every day), it is hard to get her up to go on walks, and she hunches her back like she is in pain. She won't drink water.
I brought her back to my original vet, and got a new antibiotic and a painkiller for her. She weighed a pound less than she did at the hospital a few days before. She is now about 52 pounds, so almost ten pounds less than she was when she was healthy a few weeks ago. She is going to get her first taste of more normal dog food today, instead of her bland diet that she has been on since Sunday. I'm grateful that I will spend less time cooking noodles and boiling chicken (which smells terrible).
I am currently sleeping on my couch, since the accident Cleo had on Friday morning completely ruined the smell of my bedroom. I am getting the carpet cleaned tomorrow for a decent price, as well as doing a bile test on Cleo super early in the morning. Hopefully it all comes out normal, so we can rule out any liver problems completely. However, if anything ever did go wrong with her liver in the future, she has so little that it would most likely kill her.
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