In one week from today my older dog "Simon" will be undergoing surgery again. I'm already so worried about it that it's physically making me sick. He's an almost 10-year old Bernese Mountain Dog, nick-named "Face". 
He's had health problems and ailments throughout his entire life, yet he's been hanging in there, despite his odds.
Other than being somewhat dysplastic in his hips, he's got severe arthritis, several lipomas and countless sebaceous cysts, one of which has grown into a tumor (again). We've had one of those removed 3 years ago when it had turned into an oozing mess the size of a goose egg. However, during the first surgery attempt my boy flat-lined. My vet brought him back, and 2 weeks later the procedure was done by using local anesthesia and gas. It worked.
Well, one of his cysts has once again reached astronomical proportions (on his shoulder), and he's been on antibiotics now for 1 week, in hopes of shrinking it somewhat before the surgery is done next Wednesday. It hasn't shrunk it much, but let me tell you that thing STINKS. By stink I mean there's this horrific, foul, sweet-smelling strong disgusting odor which reminds me of dead tissue. The smell is so compulsive that I honestly get nauseous if he lays by my leggs.
Today I had to run some errands, and when I came home I smelled "it" immediately. I nearly threw up. I've been doing warm, wet compresses several times a day - ever so gently so not to make it any worse.
Even though I know dogs noses are SO much better than ours, the stench doesn't seem to affect him the same way it affects me. As a matter of fact Simon's been doing great. I am having my hands full with keeping my other Berner away from his "boobie", as he constantly wants to clean it for him.
Everyone, please wish us luck for next Wednesday. I think I'll be going to the doctor on Monday to ask for some "tranquilizers" - otherwise I'll have a nervous breakdown after dropping Simon off.
Here he is, in case you'd want to know why he's called "Face".
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Wendy
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He's had health problems and ailments throughout his entire life, yet he's been hanging in there, despite his odds.
Other than being somewhat dysplastic in his hips, he's got severe arthritis, several lipomas and countless sebaceous cysts, one of which has grown into a tumor (again). We've had one of those removed 3 years ago when it had turned into an oozing mess the size of a goose egg. However, during the first surgery attempt my boy flat-lined.
My vet brought him back, and 2 weeks later the procedure was done by using local anesthesia and gas. It worked.Well, one of his cysts has once again reached astronomical proportions (on his shoulder), and he's been on antibiotics now for 1 week, in hopes of shrinking it somewhat before the surgery is done next Wednesday. It hasn't shrunk it much, but let me tell you that thing STINKS. By stink I mean there's this horrific, foul, sweet-smelling strong disgusting odor which reminds me of dead tissue.
The smell is so compulsive that I honestly get nauseous if he lays by my leggs. Today I had to run some errands, and when I came home I smelled "it" immediately. I nearly threw up. I've been doing warm, wet compresses several times a day - ever so gently so not to make it any worse.
Even though I know dogs noses are SO much better than ours, the stench doesn't seem to affect him the same way it affects me. As a matter of fact Simon's been doing great.
I am having my hands full with keeping my other Berner away from his "boobie", as he constantly wants to clean it for him. Everyone, please wish us luck for next Wednesday. I think I'll be going to the doctor on Monday to ask for some "tranquilizers" - otherwise I'll have a nervous breakdown after dropping Simon off.
Here he is, in case you'd want to know why he's called "Face".
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Wendy
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