Remember yesterday when I said that if Emmett threw up one more time, he was going straight to the vet?
Well, he threw up eight times. Eight. He felt awful. For the first time in nearly five years, he chose to stay in his bed and not eat his dinner. So we went straight to the vet.
Who wasn’t there! 🙁 We did see a fill-in vet, thank goodness. She checked him out, got him on some anti-nausea meds and sub-cutaneous fluids (he was dehydrated), and took some blood. She sent us home with instructions to keep him calm (not really a big stretch since he was barely moving anyway).
As a quick aside: Has your dog ever gotten “sub-cu” fluids? Oh my goodness. I have never seen anything like it. When she said, “He’ll be out in five minutes, he’s just getting lumpy,” I just thought she was weird. But, no. The fluids actually form big lumpy pockets across his back. I couldn’t decide if it was funny or sad. I’m still not sure.
She called an hour ago to say that his blood work had some worrisome results. One of his liver enzymes was twice normal levels, and another enzyme was a couple points too high. We’re on our way back to the vet, thankfully to see his regular vet who we adore. I’ll post an update once we learn more.