It’s been such a long week, I can’t even begin to tell you. You know when it gets off to a great start, and you think: “Hurrah, finally – I can actually get things done this week!” Then one thing happens and everything else goes out the window. Yeah, that’s this week in a nutshell…
After that happy-go-lucky intro, I imagine you’re dying to know what happened. If you follow my socials (which, if you don’t, head to the menu bar at the top), you’ll have seen I’ve been back and forth to the vets with Toby because he’s got a bad eye. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t begrudge it one bit, and I’d rather be absolutely shattered after running around with him for the past however many days than have him in pain. But it could have been a lot worse, and I wanted to write about what happened because apparently its fairly common, but it could have been a whole lot worse.
Basically, if you know Toby you’ll know he’s one of those dogs that doesn’t show any pain whatsoever. He’s also not the brightest – much as I like to think he’s a genius – and I think years of bumping into things and hobbling all over the place have made him feel pretty indestructible. What that means, though, is it’s near impossible to know when he’s in pain. And, because he’s not the best when it comes to coordination and always looks pissed off, you just have to kind of go with it.
So on Sunday, we noticed he wasn’t fully opening his left eye, and there was quite a bit of discharge in it – more so than usual. That wasn’t too unusual, because he has drops to help reduce it anyway, so we just assumed he was having a bit of an off day, wiped them, and let him get on with it. Behaviour-wise, he was fine. However, it carried on, and the next day it seemed to have gotten worse and, after another 24 hours, it had started to go cloudy and a white spot appeared in the middle of the pupil.
That’s when we knew something was wrong...
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