I didn't see it coming, but it hit me. Thrawn here, writing to give a 411 on how I'm feeling since there are some seniors out there who have asked. Here's a picture of me on Sunday night about 6 pm or so. Innocently helping Mom get some stuff off the mantle - I really try to be helpful like that.
Around 10:00 I was back like I was pre-meds where I didn't want to raise my head and just shuffled along while I walked. I hurt pretty bad and woke up even worse this morning. Mom called Dr. Bill and they decided on a new plan for me. She went and picked up another 10 days of pain pills for me to help right now. My brother Dakota started on Adequan injections in December for arthritis and Mom said he's really improved so now I'm going to start. For the next four weeks I have to go to Dr. Bill's two times a week for shots then after that just once a month forever. In the meantime I'll be on these pills.
Normal dogs could just stay on the pills and not have to do the shots, but since the meds are processed through my liver it's not good for me. I take 400 mg of Phenobarbital a day and it causes liver damage eventually so Dr. Bill is careful to avoid what he can.
When I go in on Wednesday I'm also having my quarterly bloodwork done to check my liver levels and we're going to try Potassium Bromide again for my seizures. It will take at least three months with my Phenobarbital to get the levels up so I can start taking less Phenobarb to control my seizures which will help save my liver long term. This is so complex. I just hope it works and I can keep feeling young again!
Sorry this post is boring and lacking my usual wit. I'm just worried about feeling better for good and not good one day then bad the next. Ya know? It's kind of hard to be a bad ass when I can't get up in the morning and then I have to deal with Mom's eyes leaking.
Pondering life - Thrawn