Six months ago today, I lost my buddy Kenzie because of liver problems.
Yesterday, the vet called with my test results. The reason for the delay was that he had to consult with a specialist. The abdominal x-ray showed nothing strange and that’s good because I abhor abnormal abdomens. The thyroid test for all sorts of stuff the thyroid produces shows I’m not getting enough of that stuff. The most troubling thing was that the blood test showed somewhat bad levels of liver enzymes. I’m feeling great, my appetite is back (I’m always begging for food) and I’m barking at the garbage truck. A few weeks ago I felt lousy, wouldn’t eat much and ignored stuff like garbage trucks. We’ll continue with the treatments I have as long as I do well. If I start feeling unwell, I may have to do the ultrasound thing and stuff to supplement the thyroid. I’ll be taking two anti-biotics and two pain pills that I wasn’t taking two months ago. Along with my regular stuff, I feel like a real druggie and I’m addicted. Not to the drugs, but to the wet food that the drugs get wrapped in so I ingest them. Take away my drugs and you take away some of my food. I wouldn’t like that.