Saturday, May 16
Reggie’s eyes don’t match!
His right eye is big and his left eye is little!
This photo gives an idea of what I’m talking about, although there are times when it looks a lot worse than this.
I’m very concerned about Reggie’s eye because a few days ago I saw something floating in that eye.
It looked like a sliver of wood on his eyeball. Of course he was channeling Jack Russell at the time, hopping around being hyper, and when I looked in his eye again, the sliver was gone.
Did it come out or did it slide under the lid? Is it behind the eyeball? And if the thing is still in there, what does that mean for Reggie?
I’m not one to run to the vet at every little thing.
However, an eye problem isn’t something I’m going to “wait and see” because I don’t want Reggie to “wait and NOT see!”
Bridget, Reggie, and I board the Perfect Tow Vehicle and rush to the animal hospital in La Pine.
I’m relieved to find it’s open, this being a Saturday and it’s already noon.
Reggie is given a 2:45 p.m. appointment.
You know how I like to drag everything out in a long story with every he-said-this-and-I-said-that. I’ll try not to do that. Instead I’ll get to the point with a brief summary.
We return at 2:45.
I carry Reggie in and he recognizes the smells. This gives him the shivers. A little comforting and he stops. I hand over Reggie’s shot records to the assistant at the front counter. She makes up his file. I put Reggie on the scale. Nine pounds even.
We are assigned an exam room.
While waiting, Reggie pees on the door frame. I put paper towels on the puddle to soak it up. The vet comes in. Introductions. I report the sliver I saw in Reggie’s eyes and also that one eye looks bigger than the other. I also add that he hasn’t given any indication of pain.
The vet looks at Reggie’s face and says the eyeballs are the same. It’s the eyelid closing around his left eye that makes it seem smaller.
Well, that’s a relief.
Then she examines Reggie’s eye with a light. She puts drops in it that turn a bright green. This is to make any scratches on the eyeball visible. I hold my breath as she examines the surface of his eye.
“I don’t see any scratches. It looks good.”
I resume breathing. The drops anesthesize the eyelid area, too, which allows the vet to swab under the lid with a Q-tip. She notes that there’s inflammation, but it looks clean.
Reggie is being a very good boy through all this.
“You’re going to have this happen periodically with a terrier,” the vet explains. “They like to stick their face into everything. They put their eyes in dirty branches. It would be good to have a saline solution or artificial tears on hand for an eye wash when needed. If you see a yellow or green discharge, bring him in, of course.
She prescribes an ointment of neomycin-blah-blah-blah-hydrocortisone to be applied twice a day. She tells me it’s not possible to predict exactly when the inflammation will go away.
I ask a few questions about Reggie’s general health and we’re done!
Oh yeah, the bill.
Office exam: $49. Ocular dye/anesthesia: $18. Ophthalmic ointment: $18. Total: $89.
The above scenario occurs while I’m dealing with multiple layers of tech issues over a period of three days.
These are issues involving a visit to Verizon, setting up my new Galaxy S6 smartphone, experiencing the crash of my old computer, removing the hard drive and transferring data to my never-yet-used Lenova computer, dealing with the loss of all “remembered” passwords and re-entering them only to find they aren’t recognized, being unable to log-in to this blog . . . .
. . . . trying to fix my screwed-up email accounts, can’t access my Amazon Associates account (have yet to deal with that issue), online chatting with Hostgator for a few hours, downloading Picasa to the Lenova and setting up photo files, and, for added fun and frolic, simultaneously learning the infamous Windows 8!
Oh well, that stuff will be resolved. The important thing is —
Reggie Man’s eye is okay!
NOTE: I’m aware of the Classic Shell download for Windows 8, as well as Windows 8.1 and the upcoming Windows 10. I’ll get to it eventually.
ANOTHER NOTE: I hate to mention this. If you are one of the three gawkers (that I’m aware of) at our campsite recently, each of you put another nail into the coffin of this blog. Drive-by rubbernecking makes me self-conscious to step outside my home. Thank you for your understanding and consideration.
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