goosifer Posted November 19, 2018 Share Posted November 19, 2018 In a spot in the middle of the backyard that we can see from the kitchen. When he was younger, we'd sometimes see him as a white blur streaking across that spot. When he was older, we'd see him just moseying around, sniffing the grass with seemingly unlimited interest. He was 10 when he died. Not really old for a dog his size, but given what he'd been through, it's miraculous that he lived as long as he did. Looking at him, he looks just like another one of those cute, spoiled, yappy dogs, which he was, but I think he was the toughest dog I'll ever meet. About 4-1/2 years ago, the day before the Fourth of July, we noticed him walking funny in the backyard, like the caboose was loose from the rest of the train. It was presumed he had herniated a disc, common for long-bodied dogs like him. (His breed is Coton de Tulear.) We immediately scheduled him for back surgery with a local vet surgeon. Immediately prior to the back surgery, the surgeon did a myleogram to identify which disc was herniated. There was none. The surgeon called us and said for us to come pick him up the next day. When we walked into the surgeon's office, Max looked horrific. He was stuporous, nearly catatonic, paralyzed in his hind legs, blind, his whole body curved in a crescent shape, and circling uncontrollably (dragging himself with his front legs). The surgeon mumbled sorry and something about a disease called GME [Granulomatous Meningoencephalomyelitis]. [Basically, GME causes the body to create excess white blood cells in the nervous system, which leads to inflammation in the brain and spinal cord.] Not knowing what else to do, we drove 3 hours to the Cornell Companion Animal Hospital, run by the Cornell Vet school, arguably the best in the country. The neurology department took him in via their emergency room and immediately started treating him with steroids, immunosuppressants, and chemotherapy. Within a few days, he had regained his vision and partial use of his back legs. It was amazing. What then followed were months of periodic chemotherapy and ongoing medications, physical therapy, massage therapy and laser therapy. In time, we were able to rehabilitate him and keep his GME symptoms at bay. Except for one back leg that would always look "kick standed" out to the side, you'd never know how sickly of a dog he was. We maintained that status quo for a couple years or so. This past January, he started circling much more than usual [a common GME symptom]. He was having a GME relapse, and we restarted the chemotherapy and high doses of steroids to battle the disease. (He had previously been weaned off of these treatments.) Also, Max was increasingly sensitive by the side of his stomach, and sometimes wouldn't eat. A sonogram diagnosed an enlarged gall bladder, a side effect of all the steroids he had taken over the years. We rejiggered his GME meds and added some liver/gall bladder supplements to his diet. This seemed to help for a while. Every month when we would take him to Cornell for chemo, they would do a sonogram on the gall bladder. For a while, it actually shrunken a bit, but then it started to get bigger again. Between the friable (thin, papery) condition of the outside of the gallbladder and the increasing amount of solids inside it, a burst gallbladder and or mucocele (plug) was imminent. Last month, we were given three choices: 1) keep doing the same, and hope it doesn't burst, 2) put him down or 3) operate to remove the gallbladder. The surgery is a very risky surgery in general, but especially so for Max given he was immunosuppressed. We opted for #3, figuring at least it would give him a chance. I was thinking his odds of survival were 50/50, but in retrospect, were probably more like 33/67. The surgery was done on Halloweeen. It went OK, and he seemed to be OK immediately afterwards. But later that night, major medical complications occurred. I won't go into the details, but I'll just say they had him in the ICU for over two days trying to stabilize him and get his blood pressure up. Nothing worked. On Saturday, after we had exhausted all of our options, we were basically told his body was shutting down due to low blood pressure and lack of oxygen to his organs. At that point, we instructed the ICU vet to euthanize him. We turned his body over to the neurology department so they could do a necropsy for research purposes. GME is a funny disease in that the diagnosis can't be confirmed without a sample of brain tissue. From his initial diagnosis of GME, Max lived for about 4 years and 4 months. Most dogs diagnosed with GME usually survive somewhere between never leaving the vet to maybe three years. As we understand it, Max is the longest surviving GME patient in Cornell's history, and one of the longest surviving in the country (not like there is an official database for this sort of stuff). With his 4+ years of case history, it is our hope that he will be able to help Cornell figure out a better way to treat this horrible disease. That, we hope, will be his legacy. Through it all, Max never let the disease, or all he endured in being treated for the disease, get him down. Even though his stamina was greatly affected and he constantly endured a level of neuropathic pain, he still enjoyed playing, barking at the TV, car rides and all the other stupid stuff that dogs enjoy. So to me, for all he went through, and for all we hope his case contributes towards the treatment of GME, I think he was a very special dog. If you made it this far in the post, I thank you. I wanted to share some sort of tribute to him, and this is the only online forum in which I am active. 8 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SmokeinTN Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Sorry for your lost. Rember the rainbow bridge!! 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
turkeyfeathers Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 2 minutes ago, SmokeinTN said: Sorry for your lost. Rember the rainbow bridge!! x2 Sorry Joe 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fletch Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Sorry to hear. Dogs are one of my favorite part of life except that their lifespan is so short we end up saying good bye to too many of them. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cabin Fever Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Dude, I'm sad for you after reading this! Sorry for your loss! RIP Max, no more suffering. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BigVal Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Rip Max there's nothing worse as a dog lover sorry for your loss! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
coonhunter Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Sorry for your loss Goosifer. Sometimes it's tougher to lose a dog than you ever thought possible. They are a part of your life for so long it is almost the same as losing a family member. One thing is that you always have lots of fond memories to draw on. My family has lost two in the last 5 years and it was tough to go through. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Otto Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 What a great tribute you wrote for him! He was a fighter for sure. Saying goodbye to a loved pet is a very diffult thing to do. I’m sorry you had to do that so soon. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MPHunter Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Very sorry for your loss. He was one tough dog. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
moog5050 Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Sorry Goose. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jdubs Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 So sorry goosifer. Max sounds like he was a great dog! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rob-c Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 They are more than a pet, they are part of the family. Sorry for your loss.. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
doebuck1234 Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 22 minutes ago, rob-c said: They are more than a pet, they are part of the family. Sorry for your loss.. Very true.sorry for your loss goose 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
halfnelson Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 God bless and comfort you during this hard time! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goosifer Posted November 20, 2018 Author Share Posted November 20, 2018 Thank you, all, for your kind thoughts. I've used up my supply of Thank You's for today. Will catch up tomorrow. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Robhuntandfish Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 (edited) Sorry to hear this. I am so very close to my dog as well. He's my good buddy. Thats never easy. Edited November 20, 2018 by Robhuntandfish 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DirtTime Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 1 hour ago, goosifer said: In a spot in the middle of the backyard that we can see from the kitchen. When he was younger, we'd sometimes see him as a white blur streaking across that spot. When he was older, we'd see him just moseying around, sniffing the grass with seemingly unlimited interest. He was 10 when he died. Not really old for a dog his size, but given what he'd been through, it's miraculous that he lived as long as he did. Looking at him, he looks just like another one of those cute, spoiled, yappy dogs, which he was, but I think he was the toughest dog I'll ever meet. About 4-1/2 years ago, the day before the Fourth of July, we noticed him walking funny in the backyard, like the caboose was loose from the rest of the train. It was presumed he had herniated a disc, common for long-bodied dogs like him. (His breed is Coton de Tulear.) We immediately scheduled him for back surgery with a local vet surgeon. Immediately prior to the back surgery, the surgeon did a myleogram to identify which disc was herniated. There was none. The surgeon called us and said for us to come pick him up the next day. When we walked into the surgeon's office, Max looked horrific. He was stuporous, nearly catatonic, paralyzed in his hind legs, blind, his whole body curved in a crescent shape, and circling uncontrollably (dragging himself with his front legs). The surgeon mumbled sorry and something about a disease called GME [Granulomatous Meningoencephalomyelitis]. [Basically, GME causes the body to create excess white blood cells in the nervous system, which leads to inflammation in the brain and spinal cord.] Not knowing what else to do, we drove 3 hours to the Cornell Companion Animal Hospital, run by the Cornell Vet school, arguably the best in the country. The neurology department took him in via their emergency room and immediately started treating him with steroids, immunosuppressants, and chemotherapy. Within a few days, he had regained his vision and partial use of his back legs. It was amazing. What then followed were months of periodic chemotherapy and ongoing medications, physical therapy, massage therapy and laser therapy. In time, we were able to rehabilitate him and keep his GME symptoms at bay. Except for one back leg that would always look "kick standed" out to the side, you'd never know how sickly of a dog he was. We maintained that status quo for a couple years or so. This past January, he started circling much more than usual [a common GME symptom]. He was having a GME relapse, and we restarted the chemotherapy and high doses of steroids to battle the disease. (He had previously been weaned off of these treatments.) Also, Max was increasingly sensitive by the side of his stomach, and sometimes wouldn't eat. A sonogram diagnosed an enlarged gall bladder, a side effect of all the steroids he had taken over the years. We rejiggered his GME meds and added some liver/gall bladder supplements to his diet. This seemed to help for a while. Every month when we would take him to Cornell for chemo, they would do a sonogram on the gall bladder. For a while, it actually shrunken a bit, but then it started to get bigger again. Between the friable (thin, papery) condition of the outside of the gallbladder and the increasing amount of solids inside it, a burst gallbladder and or mucocele (plug) was imminent. Last month, we were given three choices: 1) keep doing the same, and hope it doesn't burst, 2) put him down or 3) operate to remove the gallbladder. The surgery is a very risky surgery in general, but especially so for Max given he was immunosuppressed. We opted for #3, figuring at least it would give him a chance. I was thinking his odds of survival were 50/50, but in retrospect, were probably more like 33/67. The surgery was done on Halloweeen. It went OK, and he seemed to be OK immediately afterwards. But later that night, major medical complications occurred. I won't go into the details, but I'll just say they had him in the ICU for over two days trying to stabilize him and get his blood pressure up. Nothing worked. On Saturday, after we had exhausted all of our options, we were basically told his body was shutting down due to low blood pressure and lack of oxygen to his organs. At that point, we instructed the ICU vet to euthanize him. We turned his body over to the neurology department so they could do a necropsy for research purposes. GME is a funny disease in that the diagnosis can't be confirmed without a sample of brain tissue. From his initial diagnosis of GME, Max lived for about 4 years and 4 months. Most dogs diagnosed with GME usually survive somewhere between never leaving the vet to maybe three years. As we understand it, Max is the longest surviving GME patient in Cornell's history, and one of the longest surviving in the country (not like there is an official database for this sort of stuff). With his 4+ years of case history, it is our hope that he will be able to help Cornell figure out a better way to treat this horrible disease. That, we hope, will be his legacy. Through it all, Max never let the disease, or all he endured in being treated for the disease, get him down. Even though his stamina was greatly affected and he constantly endured a level of neuropathic pain, he still enjoyed playing, barking at the TV, car rides and all the other stupid stuff that dogs enjoy. So to me, for all he went through, and for all we hope his case contributes towards the treatment of GME, I think he was a very special dog. If you made it this far in the post, I thank you. I wanted to share some sort of tribute to him, and this is the only online forum in which I am active. Very sorry for your loss. There are times loosing a beloved pet is harder to handle then loosing a friend. Pets just get inside that special place in our heart and soul that nothing else can. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bionic Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Horrible day for both of us, very sorry for your loss. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paula Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Sorry, beautiful dog! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeremy K Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Sorry for your lose Joe. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Real_TCIII Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 That’s awful Joe, sorryTo hear itSent from my iPhone using Tapatalk Pro 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
crappyice Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Unbelievable dog who I am sure outlived others with the same affliction due to your love and support of him. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LET EM GROW Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 So sorry for your loss Goosifier.. Your tribute was nothing less than perfect. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Marion Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Sorry for your loss goosman. Putting down a 4 legged member of the family is never a fun task. Sounds like you two had some great times together and he was one that will be hard to beat.Sent from my SM-G935V using Tapatalk 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cynthiafu Posted November 20, 2018 Share Posted November 20, 2018 Here crying so sorry for your lost . Some people will never understand some pets are more family then family " hugs" 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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