The James Dean Roller Coaster. The J.D. Panel of Experts. The J.D. Diet.
Nobody said it was going to be easy… He’s got every illness known to dogs. Heart-worm (filaria), leishmaniasis, kidney & liver issues- everything. He does however have a panel of friends which include a vet, a pediatrician, a lawyer and two business owners. They’ve kindly contributed around 500 euros to Jimmy’s care, which was exceedingly generous.
The past few days have been touch and go, he’s been refusing to eat. We took him to the vet this morning, he got vitamin shots and pain killers and we’re hopeful he’ll eat this evening. The roller coaster of emotions has been utterly unpleasant. It became apparent to me that people have been preparing me for the possibility that J.D. might not make it. This morning as we drove to the vet he kept peaking out at me from his cardboard box. It was unnerving. I had readied myself for the moment when the vet would say it was more humane to put him down. When instead the vet suggested the vitamin shots and a different course of treatment I could barely breathe. I removed myself to the privacy of the bathroom and cried a little.
I’ve spent the past few hours calling every expert that would take my calls the world over. I’ve ordered milk thistle and aloe vera juice on their advice. Dietary recommendations were many… We got him fresh sardines. I’m making chicken soup. We bought cow liver. We bought duck foie gras & serrano ham. One of those things will surely tempt him.
The vet says that if we can get him to eat, he has a chance of survival. He now lets Mike touch him, but with me it’s a different story. We do a version of Catherine Tate’s Scared Woman sketch. I touch him, he jumps, then I jump- so I’m giving him a break from me touching him for now, it’s too stressful for both of us.
In other news today is Karen’s summer party, it kind of opens the season. We’re not going because I don’t like attending parties (any more) where there are more than 4 or 5 people. It’s a waste of effort. I did tell her that after everyone left, she could call us and we’d come by so she can tell us how it went. I’m sure it’ll be great (as always). This year an Australian chef is doing the food. He spends spring and summer here on the coast and the rest of the year in Gstaad.
Now I’m going to check on James Dean…