I just got home from the emergency animal hospital we transferred Magpie to. Once we got there it became apparent that her IV had stopped working and she had aspirated during the 30 minute drive. They put another breathing tube in and instantly stuff started to come out. When we asked if that was supposed to happen they said no and jumped into action giving her antibiotics for her lungs and fixing her IV. They also started to heat her up since during the transfer her temperature dropped a bit. I took one picture of our baby and then I had to wait up front.
The doctor came and talked to us about how just dealing with the poisons is one thing but the aspiration in her lungs now can complicate things. He told me to keep my phone on tonight and he will call if anything changes but not to expect her home before tomorrow evening at the soonest. Even if she pulls through the next 12 hours he said with the lung issue now she may need to stay longer than that.
I sit at my computer just in tears at the amazing messages coming to me via email, phone, Twitter and Facebook. Many from people I know but such touching words from some I haven’t met before. Our hearts are breaking and our house has a little cloud over it tonight. We explained to Deeds that Magpie had to stay in the hospital and he wants her home.
For those of you new to our story, we started the process to get a service dog for Deeds because of his autism, PVL, mild CP, and Epilepsy over a year ago. In October of this year our dreams came true and we flew to Ohio for two weeks to get and be trained on how to handle Magpie. From day one she was a part of our family and we have seen the amazing things she has done to help our boy. She isn’t just a dog…she is Deeds dog. His companion, protector, and friend. She is an amazing service dog and we pray that she will be home with us again soon. She is a fighter and we hope she keeps fighting!!
We already miss you Mag’s, come home to us soon.
This afternoon I got a call from my mother saying something was wrong with Magpie, that she was acting strange. I rushed home and found her with my mom shaking and unable to walk. I rushed her into the nearest vet and they immediately asked if she had ingested any snail bait. I said no but called my mom to make sure. Come to find out she had managed to knock a box off the top of the grill and that is exactly what she had gotten into. My heart sank as the vet. tech’s face fell and she rushed Magpie to the back. I was sobbing and just waiting for almost 2 hours before I was finally able to go back and see our sweet girl. She was under anesthesia with a breathing tube.
They had pumped her stomach and to make a long story short we are waiting and praying a lot. Our entire family is in shock and so sad at this turn of events. She is still at risk for heart and/or liver failure so she will be transferred to an emergency facility to spend the night.
The next 12 hours will be a good indicator if our sweet Magpie will pull through. There are no words to describe how we all feel right now and we are asking for all the prayers you can give for her and Deeds.
Saturday we had a Christmas breakfast at church. After a rough Friday night with Deeds we were on edge a little bit when we got there. Overall Deeds did pretty well. I could tell he’d had enough when he was laying on Magpie and hiding under the table and playing on the iPad.
We went from there to my parents home. Every year we make gingerbread houses on the first Saturday of December. Since it hits as I’m cramming for finals and we are dealing with other things we opted not to bake a house this year to decorate. We were going to just stop by and have lunch before heading home. My sister ended up having little houses for each of the kids to decorate.
I didn’t think Deeds would decorate it but he surprised me and adored decorating the house with my mom. It made me realize that growing up I loved decorating houses every year. It was a tradition I still think back on fondly and I never think about how my mom might not have wanted to make the gingerbread, or other stressful issues that might have been going on. I remember the family spending time together, some years we had friends come too, soup for lunch and decorating for hours. A lot of laughter and even more sugar. I realized that as a mother I need to not assume that my special needs child won’t want to do something and that I should start these traditions with them so they can have the same wonderful memories I have.
Thank you mom, for being so amazing with us growing up. Also thank you for taking the time to sit with my little man and make his day.