He's up and about

Dazel seems like he is back to his usual self today. Thats good news as he has been hospitalised for 4 nights last week. It started with loss of appetite and he vomited 6 times in 4 hours. That was scary, and he was weak and silent on the way to the hospital at midnight. I have never seem him this way, as the car ride at any time of the day will get him excited . Instead, he just sat silently on my sister's lap with a towel wrap around his body which was colder than usual.

We still didn't know what went wrong, even after blood tests, scans and X-ray, and the 4 nights in a cage surrounding by other sick pets. He was pretty worked up when we visited him daily, I guess he was angry and wanted to go home. The surgery never went through as the vet was not too sure if they can find anything inside him, and the anaesthetic could pose a risk to his heart problems.

He started to eat gradually and I finally heard him bark this morning! Thats a good sign.



This is a picture of him playing with his favourite rubber bone toy after his bath. (An indication that he is fine, when he can play "fetch" with it)

At the age of 10 doggies years (human equivalent of 70), I guess we have to get used to it.

I watched the documentary Sicko yesterday, and was left speechless by the health care comparison between US and some parts of Europe. The evils of conspiracy and politics are revealed and the treatment some Americans received at the losing end are simply inhumane, considering that they are citizens of the richest nation in the world. Go watch it.

It will jolt you into thinking what health care treatment and the cost we have to bear when we reach Dazel's age. Personally, after weighing the pros and cons, I would prefer to be a retiree in France than here.