We came home last night to an awful mess. Coral, our 4-year-old greyhound, had gotten very sick in crate. Very sick.
We sent her outside. She munched some grass. She continued to be sick. She got even sicker. The grass did not last long in her tummy.
Dogs are notorious at making bad calls on what is edible and what is not. If you have dogs, a little tummy trouble comes with the territory. This was bad, but I was not terribly alarmed until she became a little unsteady on her feet.
We made the decision to take her to Emergency Veterinary Services, the overnight hospital on Peters Creek Road. It's an expensive visit to make so we don't make a habit of running out there every time one of our pets is a little ill. But this time we made the right call.
By the time we made the 20-minute trek from our house up I-81 in the pouring rain, she was worse. While we waited in the lobby, she began to lose motor function, dragging one of her front legs and wobbling on the other three. They took her right in for treatment.
After a few hours of fluids through an IV, she was much better. Her impairment was apparently due to dehydration—greyhounds dehydrate quicker than other dogs— and had we waited much longer the consequences could have been dire. We might have lost our girl.
She spent the night under the care of the professionals at EVS, and we picked her up this morning, tired but much improved from what we saw 12 hours earlier. We took her to our vet to continue her treatment and hopefully she will be home with us tonight. We don't know what she ate, but something almost took her from us, and we are grateful to EVS for saving her.
We were also touched by how sensitive they are to the needs of the families that visit there, physically, emotionally and financially. Another family came in while we waited for Coral; their dog was having an allergic reaction and they had given him a Benedryl en route to the hospital. His improvement was visible during the 10 minutes they spent filling out paperwork.
They were gently advised that if they wanted to wait just a little bit longer for the Benedryl to keep working its magic, he may not need to see the doctor at all, thus saving a $70 fee.
They left and, three hours later when we finally went home, they had not returned.
While I think most of us would spend whatever we had to spend to keep our pets healthy, we all want to invest the money as wisely as possible. In Coral's case, there was no choice, she had to be seen by a doctor. The other family also made the right choice; their pooch could wait to see his vet during normal hours.
When it comes to emergency care for your dog, the decisions have to be based on your heart and your head.
I am just glad to have options.