Well, now that the initial shock of Lucy’s megaesophagus is over… the stress is settling in. Usually I can take charge of a situation and handle it at first. Do what needs to be done. And then later the whole impact sets in and I start to really get bothered by it.

Our collie girl Lucy is doing okay.. and I think my husband is doing a better job with her than I am when it comes to feeding. She actually struggles more for him when he holds her up for 15 or 20 minutes after we feed her the liquid diet. And maybe that helps move it down better? Rather than for me where she sits pretty still. I’m more of a boss than Dad is. πŸ™‚ But it seems for me she regurges more than when Dad feeds her.

If we have our water buckets out and she drinks, she will regurgitate it about an hour after unless we catch her and hold her up. If her food doesn’t go all the way down, it seems two hours will go by before she regurgitates it. And watching and hearing her regurgitate is breaking my heart. Yesterday she lost most of her breakfast. But she kept the rest of the meals down.

Last night about 3am she was regurging water. And it splashed on the wood floors in the bedroom. I ended up just getting up and putting a towel down under her and letting it happen. We are cleaning up after her a lot. Or having a towel under her when she throws up. We don’t really care about the house… that’s why we have tile floors and wood floors. But we care about her. Okay we care about the house too, LOL, but we care about our dogs a zillion times more.

It’ll be this way the rest of her life. I figure the stress of it will lessen for me as time goes by. Her weight is holding steady, but we want her to gain. This is like best diet pill, except it’s the worst way to diet! She’s only nine and a half. The girl is too young for this. But we do what it takes to keep her healthy and happy. Hopefully we’ll be able to do this for some years to come, we don’t want to lose her.