Gilmour has been having some health issues. We went through a week of antibiotics to get rid of an infection. He was still having lots of trouble with walking, and he wouldn`t go down stairs or run. He loved to go for walks, but as soon as we got on the street, he would limp and move at a snail`s pace. Scott took him into the vet's yesterday, but Gilmour was too excited to stay still enough to have his legs checked. It was decided since he hadn't been neutered yet, that they would do it today as well as x-ray him while he was sedated.
On Tuesday nights I teach piano for 1.5 hours, once I'm done, Scott usually takes off to coach hockey and then to his own practice. After teaching, Scott appeared from the basement with a large swollen cheek, in a lot of pain, and said he wasn't going to hockey. I knew if he wasn't going to hockey, something was really wrong. His wisdom tooth that had already came through his gum was infected. He called our dentist who told him he could pull it at 7am. So this morning, I drove Scott to the dentist for 7am, and took Gilmour to the vet for the day; all before going to work.
When I picked Gilmour up this afternoon I received the prognosis. He has panosteitis which is a bone disease. He may have it the rest of his life, or it may spontaneously go away. It is incredibly painful however, so for the next 2 weeks he's on a strong pain killer and will be re evaluated after that. It also means no long walks. After all of the scares we've had with him the last few weeks, we are incredibly relieved to hear this, as we'll be able to help him out without bursting our bank account!
To top it all off, I have a wonderful husband who wrote me this, this evening:
From the day I said I do
I always knew,
There would come a day
That I would say,
I love you
From a different point of view.
Now I know we've had ups and downs,
We've had smiles and we've had frowns.
But, today I have found,
My heart beating a new sound.You did everything for me,
And still took care of Gilly.
I really don't know how,
To say thank you now.
All the things you have done
Not many of them fun.
To take care of me,
I must really be lucky.
From way before the day I said I do,
I have loved you.
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