One-Eyed Fergie

It's been two months since Fergie's surgery to remove her right eye. It was such a hard decision for us to make, but still the right one, we believe. After her injury in January, we waited and treated the eye with drops in hopes of a different outcome. Once the eye pressure went back up, the vet thought that she may be in pain--much like a human would have a headache. Rather than keeping her on pain pills and eye drops forever, we decided to have the eye removed.

Fergie handled the whole thing like a champ, once she got over being mad at us. I'm not joking; she gave us the cold shoulder for a solid week before she caved. Of course, she hated wearing the cone for two weeks and bumped into everything in the house. Once the cone came off, she quickly got back to her old self. We still run and play ball like before. The only difference I've noticed is that she will take longer to judge distance now than before, but she's otherwise adjusted well.

Here's our pretty girl post-surgery and now.

PS: Girl Twin thinks we should adopt a one-eyed boy Boston to be her friend. LOL!

Keeping An Eye on Fergie

 

 

 

The last couple of weeks have been rough on us. Little Princess Fergie VII took a hard hit to the eye when she was playing ball with daddy; we immediately knew something wasn't right. Lee took her to see the vet the next day, where she diagnosed Fergie with glaucoma and said the pressure in her eye was dangerously high.

 

Fergie has been back two more times for a checkup on the eye. At our last visit, the vet confirmed that she would likely never regain the vision in her right eye. The pressure had come down, but not enough to stop the pain. We are treating her eye with drops and giving her pain pills. If we can get the pressure to go down and stabilize, then the doctor feels like we can permanently treat her with drops going forward. However, if the pressure is not manageable, then they will probably have to remove her eye. Of course, we are hoping it doesn't come to that.

 

I've done a little studying and it seems that secondary glaucoma can be caused by an eye injury. The vet said there is a thin mucous lining in the back of the eye that got pushed to the front of her eye when she got hit, thus blocking her vision. Surgery may be an option, but it's not guaranteed to restore the vision either.

 

We are just so sad about the whole situation. It was completely an accident and Fergie was doing what she loved the most--playing ball with dad. Luckily, she's handling it like a champ. She still wants to play and go outside and wrestle with the kids. Our baby is going to be nine years old in June and it's hard to think that's getting old for a doggy.

Conversation With My Kids

Last night, the kids were playing at my feet in the kitchen (as usual).  Boy Twin was being mean to the dog, but I'm still not sure what happened.  He probably either hit her or threw something at her.  Bless her heart, Fergie puts up with a lot of crap from those kids.

Big Sis:  Aww, Fergie, are you OK? (giving her a hug)

Pause.

Girl Twin:  She's not talking.

Those kids.