When we took Lyla in for her first vet check up, we were told that her lab work was abnormal and that she needed more testing. She stayed there for 8 HOURS. I'm not going to lie...I cried. My little puppy was there alone, and she might be sick.
Our vet finally called me at work (after I called her no less than 5 times) and told me that Lyla had a liver disorder. We spent the next several months getting more blood work done, having ultrasounds, and seeing specialists. She was also put on 2 different medications. We were told that she may not make it to her first birthday.
Lyla was 8 months old at this point and she barely ate, I had to sit on the couch with her and hand feed her. She barely played with Oscar and was very timid. She had been with us for a little over 3 months and I was really worried that she might never adjust. She also had some stomach issues which was awful to clean up, but painful for her too.
To make a long story short, when Lyla was about a year old, I chose to stop taking her to the specialist. It was getting expensive and he wasn't really doing anything to help her. I also took her off of her medicaitons. I'm convinced that they were causing her fatigue and stomach problems, because now she is 100% better now! To me, it was more important that she was happy, and being on all that medication was just making her miserable. Her only limitation is that she does go into heat. She is unable to be spayed because her liver cannot process the medications. It isn't fun, but thats life!
If you met her now, you would never know that she was once a sick pup! She runs, plays and bites Oscar. She eats like a pig and she certainly keeps Kurt and I on our toes! All of this from a puppy who wasn't going to make it to her first birthday!
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