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Every storm brings with it hope that somehow by morning everything will be made clean again and even the most travelling stains will have disappear like the doubt over his innocence, or the consequence of his mistake. Like the scars of his betrayal, or the memory of his kiss. So we wait for the storm to pass, hopping for the best. Even though we know in heart , some stains are so indelible, nothing can wash away.
This was once a lake . now a land with a stream of water. Flood of 2011 destroyed this beautiful place..
Place: Dhamaka Lake -SWAT
Originally posted on Sep 9, 2012
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Sometimes mans interference with nature is actually beneficial. Fish running thru the underwater turbines of this dam often stun or injures the fish, making them easy pickings for the migrating eagles as they pass thru in late Fall.
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Berlin boasts two zoological gardens, a consequence of decades of political and administrative division of the city. The older one, called Zoo Berlin, founded in 1844, is situated in what is now called the "City West". It is the most species-rich zoo worldwide. The other one, called Tierpark Berlin ("Animal Park"), was established on the long abandoned premises of Friedrichsfelde Manor Park in the eastern borough of Lichtenberg, in 1954. Covering 160 ha, it is the largest landcape zoo in Europe.
Auf einer Fläche von 60.000 m² hat nun die einzigartige Tierwelt des Himalaya Einzug gehalten. Dabei begegnen den Bergsteiger*innen nicht nur bekannte Gebirgsbewohner wie Rote Pandas, Schneeleoparden und Bartgeier, sondern auch weniger bekannte Arten wie Goldtakin, Goral, Manul und Satyrtragopan. Nach einer Bauzeit von gut einem Jahr verwandelte sich der 60 Meter hohe Trümmerberg in eine asiatische Gebirgslandschaft mit zahlreichen neuen Aussichtpunkten. Rund 100 Individuen aus 22 verschiedenen – größtenteils in der Natur bedrohten - Tierarten haben in Berlins Hochgebirge ihr neues Zuhause gefunden. (Tierpark Berlin)
Auf einer Fläche von 60.000 m² hat nun die einzigartige Tierwelt des Himalaya Einzug gehalten. Dabei begegnen den Bergsteiger*innen nicht nur bekannte Gebirgsbewohner wie Rote Pandas, Schneeleoparden und Bartgeier, sondern auch weniger bekannte Arten wie Goldtakin, Goral, Manul und Satyrtragopan. Nach einer Bauzeit von gut einem Jahr verwandelte sich der 60 Meter hohe Trümmerberg in eine asiatische Gebirgslandschaft mit zahlreichen neuen Aussichtpunkten. Rund 100 Individuen aus 22 verschiedenen – größtenteils in der Natur bedrohten - Tierarten haben in Berlins Hochgebirge ihr neues Zuhause gefunden. (Quelle: Tierpark Berlin)
The unique animal world of the Himalayas has now found its way into an area of 60,000 m². Climbers will not only encounter well-known mountain dwellers such as red pandas, snow leopards and bearded vultures, but also lesser-known species such as takin, goral, Pallas'scat and satyr tragopan. After a construction period of just over a year, the 60-metre-high mountain of rubble was transformed into an Asian mountain landscape with numerous new vantage points. Around 100 individuals from 22 different animal species - most of them endangered in the wild - have found their new home in Berlin's high mountains. (Source: Tierpark Berlin)
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[Sept. 2007] The sky and clouds had been so amazing all day Wednesday -- with a seemingly endless parade of puffy white forms that would gather, gossip and then go on their way again. So when the magic hour finally came, and the light turned that delicious golden color and the shadows grew dark and long, Katrina and I hopped on our bikes and took off for the playa with our cameras. Along the way we grabbed Ryan (aka www.flickr.com/photos/ryanicus) & Kristie, who were camped nearby at Pleasure Garden, and off we went in search of...well...truth. :)
Is there such a thing as truth, truth in pictures? I think maybe there is. I'm not sure what kind of truth it is, exactly, but I think it's there...to be found, or teased out. Or something. Or maybe my head is just full of playa dust...
For the past several years Metrolinx has periodically done major weekend construction projects on the former-CN Oakville Sub (now owned by Metrolinx) that have required VIA to detour their Toronto-Windsor trains over a circuitous CN routing.
On this day I had forgotten that detours were scheduled so was not expecting the appearance of VIA #71. As a consequence I didn't really get a shot that fixes the location as somewhere unusual for a VIA train. I did better later in the day.
He hasn’t yet, but he’s working on it and Republicans in Congress are enabling him to do so. They are as guilty as he is. Too many are remaining silent, so I will continue posting reminders every so often. I refuse to let him dominate my life, so I will also continue with my photos and occasional whimsical photmanipulation.
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The "Telefono senza fili" is a board game infant known in much of the world.
They should stand in line. One player starts the game by whispering a word or phrase in the ear of his neighbor. These must repeat the same phrase to the next player, and so on until the last of the row, which repeats the phrase aloud. The fun comes from the fact that the sentence on the last player is often very different from the starting, due to the combined additions of errors and subsequent interpretation.
From a pedagogical point of view, is appreciated as a tool to develop the ability to listen to children, but also as a tool to raise children's awareness of the consequences of the error in the cumulative distribution of information.
Il telefono senza fili (talvolta detto anche telegrafo senza fili) è un gioco di società infantile noto in gran parte del mondo.
I partecipanti devono disporsi in fila. Uno dei giocatori inizia il gioco bisbigliando una parola o una frase all'orecchio del suo vicino. Questi deve ripetere la stessa frase al prossimo giocatore, e così via fino all'ultimo della fila, che ripete la frase ad alta voce. Il divertimento deriva dal fatto che la frase riportata dall'ultimo giocatore è spesso molto diversa da quella di partenza, a causa del combinarsi e sommarsi di errori successivi di interpretazione.
Da un punto di vista pedagogico, viene apprezzato come strumento per sviluppare le capacità di ascolto dei bambini, ma anche come strumento per sensibilizzare i bambini sulle conseguenze dell'errore cumulativo nella diffusione delle informazioni.
We see : Arco di Settimo Severo, Colonna di Foca,
Of the right-hand side, we see the Temple of Saturn.
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The Gallerie dell'Accademia is a museum gallery of pre-19th century art in Venice, northern Italy. Situated on the south bank of the Grand Canal, within the sestiere of Dorsoduro, it gives its name to one of the three bridges across the canal, the Ponte dell'Accademia, and to the boat landing station for the vaporetto water bus. It was originally created as an art school.
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30 Days of Perception - Day 29
Wonder: a feeling of amazement and admiration when taking notice of something quite remarkable.
Nature, in all its forms fills me with wonder. As I see, and admire from my kitchen window, my little basket of strawberry plants. I find it so amazing that the leaves know exactly when to change colour. They're prompted by the cooler nights and shorter days which trigger changes in the leaves that have consequences on their colour. The productions of green chlorophyll stops and the green fades leaving yellow, orange and red pigments
The changing colours of leaves fills me with wonder.
”If we meet life with wonder, it’s always new, always fresh. We don’t need experiences - just encounters.” ~ Maggie Ross.
Today, I encountered these colourful strawberry plant leaves and they filled me with joy!
Conséquences Violences policières - Place Capitole - Toulouse
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Photographer Jakob Dall tells and shows photos about what he experienced when he worked towards his book called +2°C Consequences, a book that I can recommend.
Author and Book Title beneath here.
Jakob Dall
+2°C Consequences
ISBN13 9788794091084
336 pages, 1. December 2022
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A newly processed image from a while ago . . . taking advantage of Silver Efex once again.
Stepping on my soapbox here for a moment, so feel free to ignore! I've always been pretty transparent sharing where I've captured my images and clearly some are no-brainers to anyone familiar with the popular spots in the PNW. Unfortunately, there have just been too many stories this past year about people destroying or defacing some of our natural wonders, with their sole quest seeming to be to get a selfie or copy someone's "epic" Instagram shot. Just recently our newspaper in Seattle ran a front page story showcasing a local waterfall and it's been nothing but a mob scene there lately. A recent trip report on Washington Trails Association showed all of the trash left behind by irresponsible hikers. It makes me sick. And there are many, many other places that have suffered the same consequence (or worse) as a result of overexposure on social media. I'm happy that my Flickr contacts, especially those out shooting landscapes and nature, seem very respectful of their environments, so thank you! Going forward, in a tiny effort to curb what I feel is a very real problem, I'm not including tags that detail the location where my images were shot . . . not that mine are all that secretive anyway. I'm always happy to respond to a PM from my contacts. Okay, off soapbox!
I hope everyone has survived our turbulent 2016 and here's to a successful and happy 2017!
Near Scuola Grande de San Rocco
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if you wonder whether it's a local thing, it's not
this is the only yellow house I've seen in Auckland and anywhere come to think of it
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Homeless man walking down Poland Street on a cold winter's morning. The dead crow spent several months up on its perch by the street sign. This is near the corner with Oxford Street on the edge of Soho, Feb 2016.
I stopped thinking about good and evil when I understood that thinking too much produces adverse consequences. While living what you feel brings you closer to happiness.
As Earth’s climate warms, incidences of extreme heat and humidity are rising, with significant consequences for human health.
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Hello, everybody!
For those of you who don't know us, let me introduce myself and the star of my project: my little prince Arthur.
In advance, this is going to be quite a post because I will explain what happened to him in the last four months.
My name is Lorena and I'll be turning 23 at the end of January. I am a Veterinary Medicine student and in March I'll be starting my fourth semester of college. We live in Recife, Pernambuco, Brazil.
Arthur is (was - I'll explain that at the end of this post) a six years old English Cocker Spaniel, adopted on Nov 7th, 2010.
His favorites things in the world, you may ask? He likes to sleep, to go out for a long walk, here we put sleep again, he truly enjoys swim in the ocean and roll in the sand after, but hates bathtime, sleep one more time and naps. I believe he spends 20 hours a day between heavy sleeps and little naps. Really.
When we get home from a walk, at the door I have to give him his leash so he can carry it back to our room and take care of it, as well as my shoes and his girlfriend, Lilica, a green, long and stuffed frog that doesn't look like a frog at all. He is very jealous of his "toys". Speeking of toys, he doesn't like any.
He is a very sweet dog with adults, but let's just say that he doesn't have the patience to deal with kids and other animals.
He likes to smile at pictures and I believe he enjoys the photoshoots sometimes.
I really hope we can make you smile once or twice... We're looking foward to know you guys more and see amazing pictures of your dogs too!
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And now, let me walk you through Arthur's health problems and everything that's happened in the last four months. I'll skip a lot of details, otherwise I would spend the rest of the month writing...
Since September I realized he was quieter - as I said before, he really likes to sleep, only this time was different, he was isolating not to sleep, but as if he didn't want company. Wasn't as happy as he used to be when I came home, didn't wanted to go for a walk as he used to... and this was starting to worry me. In late September he started having fever and diarrhea. It was treated and a week later he was okay. Playing, walking, everything as it was before without symptoms.
On October 30th, out of nowhere, I woke up to see him vomiting, defecating and urinating blood. Of course the professional side went into space and despair overwhelmed me. I took him to the nearest veterinary while I could not talk to Diego (in a moment) and she just looked at him and said he was with Distemper. The test came back negative. She didn't even put him on a drip (is that how you say it? Saline solution maybe?)
[Before I can continue, I must make it clear that for five years he's with me, I haven't found a competent veterinary to take care of Arthur. All we passed - over 15 - missed ugly in small things, and I changed 'cause I was afraid that they missed bigger things. So I always thought I'd found myself handcuffed, without having a veterinarian of my trust to take him if he needed one day.
But the best friend college could ever give me was Diego, who since the beginning became my best friend.
Fortunately he has experience in the area for over a dozen years, with the pet shop and the dog kennel. He's not yet veterinarian, however, we went to intership together and I could see him working. He is the person / professional that I trust the most and I always said to him that I would deliver Arthur in his hands with my eyes closed, if needed. And that's what I did.]
When we got to Diego's Arthur was medicated and we managed to control the bleeding, which was our biggest fear at the moment. We did a quick test and confirm that he was ehrlichia (one of the diseases transmitted by ticks), even with the medications on time.
As the pet shop is under his house and even though it isn't a clinic there he had everything that Arthur could possible need, so we "hospitalized" him there and I was also staying, because no on could make me stay away from Arthur.
We spent seven days there, until Arthur was out of risk.
At that time, his blood tests showed that platelets, which at normal levels must be above 200,000, were at levels lower than 20,000, due to ehrlichia.
The entire length of the chest and his belly (everything, from the top to the bottom) were black (and here I use the word black in the purest sense, because it was really all black) due to bleeding. We started the standard treatment for ehrlichia and many vitamins and medications to the liver, which was changed. On the fourth day he began to improve and on the seventh returned home because he was "well". Blood tests were also improving.
On November 7, his birthday, we were at home. He was weak, but had gone back to eating and walking and was apparently recovering.
Two days after his birthday I began to realize that when I called him, he looked at the other side, walked hitting the walls (he was always very clumsy and often bump into things, but not like he was doing at that time). On the night of nov 11th he fell on the floor and could not get up. I spent the whole night of the 12th next to Arthur. He could not move, did not even look at me when called. His breathing only got more and more difficult as the time passed.
I'll tell you something: I only saw two dogs pass away (I don't think I'll ever get used to it), but from what I was seeing, I was pretty sure I was going to lose him. Thanks God I was wrong. When morning came, we went back to Diego's house, for 22 more days of hospitalization.
This time he was almost in a vegetative state. Blood tests showed that his liver rates were seven times higher than the maximum allowed, and other changes in the kidney and part of the blood count.
Then started our dilemma: if we continued with the treatment of ehrlichia, we would damage the liver even more (even continuing with the medications that we were already giving) and if we stopped with the treatment, ehrlichia could return much worse.
But we decided to stop.
In the first six days treating just the liver he was getting better in tests, but not in the physical. I could put him up to his feet and with great difficulty he walked to pee and poo (but I had to hold him or he would fall) and kept going in circles without any balance. He couldn't see or even bark or make any noise.
In the meantime we did not know what else to do and took him to five doctors who just couldn't find out what (else) he had. They suspected for leptospirosis, liver cancer, Wilson's disease, a change in the bone marrow, heart disease... There were so many suspicions, I can't even remember them all. After several exams we discard all but the liver cancer and bone marrow (which explained all the symptoms). We should do liver biopsy and marrow puncture but in no way he could handle the anesthesia, and when we needed another option.
For other blood test we eliminated any problem with the marrow and the ultrasound eliminated liver cancer, fortunately, and we went back to square one.
Well, sort of.
We found out that his liver (as we suspected from the beginning) and spleen were enlarged and had an injury to the kidney.
And we spent a few more days without knowing exactly what to do since we still didn't know what he had.
Several doctors started to talk to me about euthanasia because we weren't healing him, only keeping him stable. But I couldn't even think about it. I wouldn't. Especially not knowing what was wrong, not knowing if we could save him, if he even had a chance.
On November 19th I took him to a doctor who I had heard wonders about, but whose clinic has no good reputation at all. Only I had no options, so I took to him anyway.
He asked for some tests and I said I had done all he could think of and showed the results. At the end he reminded me of Dr. House. Hahahaha
After much analysis, we were excluding possible diseases and we were left with only one alternative: a stroke. And then all the pieces began to come together. Absolutely everything was explained.
Was I happy to finally find out what was wrong? Very.
Was I calmer? Not even a little bit.
The only possibility was the drug treatment, because we do not have this type of surgery here. Well, somewhere in Brazil must, but I imagine I can't afford it, so I threw all my hopes on corticosteroids.
The doctor gave a maximum of ten days to see an outcome, at least one reaction, otherwise his chances would just get smaller and could not continue the medicine for a long time.
Arthur was just skin and bone. Really. He usually weighs almost 14 - 14,200kg and reached weighing 8,980kg.
On the fourth day already I started to get nervous, because he was exactly the same and fear only increased. In the sixth, he woke me up trying to bark. In the following days, the improvements were appearing. He could sit. Stand. He walked stagger, but walked...
December 2nd we came back home.
"Thank God, it's over", you must be thinking. I thought so too, but no.
Three days later he started walking with his head lying totally to the right side. I thought "passing sequel to the CVA, the doctor had warned me. It will pass." But he started to have trouble standing and then could no longer stand or walk, only sit, with great difficult.
We took him to the doctor again and he did not know the cause. It was unlikely that the old stroke had left those consequences, especially after that time. We began to think of a new stroke but discarded after other procedure, thank God again.
He felt his legs, but he did not have strenght on them.
Then we decided to try acupuncture.
After the first session, he managed to stand for a few moments only.
Between the first and second, he had lost control of faeces and two days later, of urine. That's why in one of the photos I posted in my gallery last week from around Christmas he is using diaper.
He is not totally back to normal, but now, most of the time, he warns me that he wants to urinate. That's something, right?
Gradually we will get there... So I hope.
At home, as you can see in the picture, I leave him just on the toilet mat, because the diaper heats up a lot and he gets nervous. We are in the summer here and it's really, really, REALLY hot, so I'd rather leave him more fresh. Also if I put him on the floor for long he starts to cry. He only wants to stay on my bed... And I let him OF COURSE.
Before the end of the year a few pustules appeared on his belly and I ended up finding one in his back, but with difficulty because he has a lot of fur. That's why we will have to shear it all. :(
Anyway, like I said, we are in the summer and his fur is falling more than usual (which is already A LOT), even taking vitamins, so it'll be good for him because he won't feel so hot and good for me because it will be easier to view any skin disorder, and also facilitate cleaning.
I'm taking him tomorrow, so next weeks photo will be with a naked Arthur hahaha
First day of January he was able to stand alone and took four steps all by himself. Yay! High hopes for 2016!
So for now, that's it. He continues in acupuncture and is recovering. Slowly but it is.
Now we just wait for him to continue getting better every day and don't lose faith.
Oh, I almost forgot. I swear I stop writing soon.
As I explained earlier, Arthur was adopted five years ago, when the vet who took care of him at the time said he had no more than one year of age, which brings him to six years, right?
Wrong.
During these various tests, we were seeing some different characteristics that a dog should have at six years, considered young. In this, the opinion of doctors was unanimous: Arthur has between 8 and 9 years, so we left him at 9. Which explains why he stayed all gray so quickly, the difficulty of recovery that, in a relatively new dog as he "was" should be much faster, also explains a slight curvature of the spine, etc...
That being said on November 7, 2016, Arthur will celebrate 10 years and not 7 as planned. Hahahahaha
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Phew! Now it's over!
I apologize for the super long text, but I wanted to explain everything to you because it is easier to understand the next chapters of this story.
He is sleeping a lot (what's new?) and as he cannot leave the house, because we had to delay the vaccines due to illness and can not renew yet, the next pictures will always be inside the house.
I appreciate the patience of those who have read this far!
I hope you have had a fantastic Crhistmas and great NYE and hope that 2016 will be magical for all of us!
A big hug and see you next week!
Xx,
Lorena and Arthur.
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Desde setembro eu percebi que ele estava mais quieto, mais no canto dele (como comentei antes, ele realmente gosta muito de dormir, mas ele estava se isolando não para dormir, mas como se fosse para ficar sozinho mesmo), não fazia mais tanta festa quando eu chegava em casa, não tinha tanta vontade de sair para passear como ele costumava ter... E isso foi começando a me preocupar. No fim de setembro ele começou a ter febre e diarreia. Foi medicado e uma semana depois, ficou normal. Brincava, passeava, tudo como era antes, sem sintomas. No dia 30 de outubro, do nada, acordei para vê-lo vomitando, defecando e urinando sangue. Claro que o lado profissional foi para o espaço e o desespero tomou conta de mim. Levei ele para a veterinária mais próxima da minha casa, enquanto não conseguia falar com Diego e ela fez um teste para Cinomose e mais nada. Não receitou nem soro.
- Antes de continuar, preciso deixar claro que em cinco anos que ele está comigo, não encontrei um veterinário competente o suficiente para cuidar de Arthur. Todos pelos quais passamos - mais de 15 - erravam feio em coisas pequenas, e eu mudava com medo de que errassem nas grandes, caso precisasse um dia. Então, nessa hora, me vi de mãos atadas, sem ter um veterinário para quem levá-lo. Meu melhor amigo, Diego, tem experiência na área há mais de doze anos, mas não é veterinário ainda, porém, é a pessoa/profissional que mais confio e sempre disse que entregaria Arthur nas mãos dele de olhos fechados, se precisasse. E foi o que fiz. -
Corri para a casa de Diego e deixei que ele assumisse. Arthur foi medicado e conseguimos controlar a hemorragia, que era nosso maior medo. Fizemos um teste rápido e confirmamos que ele estava com Erliquia (uma das doenças transmitidas pelo carrapato), mesmo estando com as medicações em dia.
Como o pet shop é embaixo da casa dele e lá ele tinha tudo que Arthur poderia precisar, internamos ele lá e eu fiquei também, hospedada, porque não tinha quem me fizesse sair de perto de Arthur.
Passamos sete dias lá, até Arthur sair de risco.
Nesse tempo, os exames de sangue dele mostraram que as plaquetas, que em níveis normais têm que estar acima de 200.000, estavam em níveis menores que 20.000, devido à Erliquia.
Toda a extensão do tórax e barriga dele (tudo mesmo, do começo ao fim) ficaram pretos (e aqui, uso a palavra preto no mais puro sentido, porque ficou realmente tudo preto), devido à hemorragia. Começamos o tratamento padrão da Erliquia e muitas vitaminas e medicações para o fígado, que estava alterado. No quarto dia ele começou a melhorar e no sétimo voltamos para casa, porque ele já estava "bem". Os exames de sangue estavam melhorando também.
No dia 7 de novembro, aniversário dele, estávamos em casa.
Ele estava muito molinho, mas aparentemente se recuperando. Estava fraco, mas tinha voltado a comer e a andar.
Dois dias depois do aniversário dele comecei a perceber que quando eu o chamava, ele olhava para o outro lado, andava batendo pelas paredes (ele sempre foi muito desastrado e costumava bater nas coisas, mas não como estava fazendo nesse dia). No começo da noite do dia 11 ele caiu no chão e não conseguiu levantar. Passei a madrugada do dia dia 12 ao lado de Arthur. Ele não conseguia se mexer, nem sequer olhava pra mim quando o chamava. Estava ofegante e só contraia a barriga e chorava.
Vou contar uma coisa a vocês: só vi dois cães morrerem, mas, pelo que eu estava vendo, tinha certeza que Arthur ia morrer. Graças a Deus, eu estava errada. Quando amanheceu, voltamos para a casa de Diego, para mais 22 dias de internação.
Dessa vez, ele só respirava sozinho. Mais nada. Os exames de sangue mostraram que as taxas do fígado dele estavam sete vezes mais altas que o máximo permitido, além de outras alterações no rim e na parte do hemograma.
Ai começou nosso dilema: se continuássemos com o tratamento da erliquia, prejudicaríamos o fígado ainda mais (mesmo continuando com as medicações que já estávamos dando) e se parássemos com o tratamento, a Erliquia poderia voltar muito pior.
Mas decidimos parar. Nos seis primeiros dias tratando só do fígado e ele estava melhorando nos exames, mas não no físico. Conseguia colocá-lo de pé e com muita dificuldade ele andava para fazer xixi e cocô (mas eu precisava segurar, senão ele caia) e ficava andando em círculos, sem equilíbrio algum. Não enxergava nada.
Não latia nem chorava. Nesse meio tempo não sabíamos mais o que fazer e levamos ele para cinco médicos que não conseguiram descobrir o que ele tinha. Entre suspeitas e exames para leptospirose, neoplasia de fígado, doença de Wilson, alguma alteração na medula, doenças cardíacas... Foram tantas suspeitas, que nem consigo lembrar de todas. Descartamos todas, com exceção das suspeitas de fígado e medula (que explicavam todos os sintomas). Íamos fazer biópsia e punção, mas de forma alguma ele aguentaria a anestesia, então desistimos. Pela ultrassom conseguimos descartar a neoplasia do fígado, felizmente, e voltamos a estaca zero. Bom, mais ou menos. Também descobrimos que ele estava com o fígado e o baço aumentados e tinha uma lesão no rim.
E passamos mais alguns dias sem saber o que fazer exatamente por não saber o que ele tinha.
No dia 19 de novembro levei ele para um médico que já tinha ouvido falar maravilhas sobre ele, mas cuja clínica não tem boa reputação. Só que eu não tinha mais opções, então levei para ele.
Ele pediu alguns exames e eu disse que já tinha feito tudo que ele pudesse imaginar e mostrei os resultados. Ele me lembrou Dr. House. Hahahaha
Depois de muita análise, fomos excluindo as possíveis doenças e ficamos com uma única alternativa: um derrame. E ai todas as peças começaram a se juntar. Absolutamente tudo foi explicado.
Fiquei feliz em saber? Muito.
Fiquei mais calma? Nem um pouco.
A única possibilidade era o tratamento medicamentoso, pois não dispomos desse tipo de cirurgia aqui. Bom, em algum lugar do Brasil deve ter, mas eu não tenho condições financeiras para isso, então joguei todas as minhas esperanças no Corticóide. O médico deu no máximo dez dias para ver um resultado, pelo menos uma reação, caso contrário, não teria jeito e não poderia continuar com o remédio por muito tempo. Arthur ficou só pele e osso. Ele normalmente pesa quase 14kg e chegou a pesar 8,980kg.
No quarto dia já comecei a ficar nervosa, porque ele estava exatamente do mesmo jeito e o medo só aumentava. No quinto, acordei com ele tentando latir. Nos dias seguintes, as melhoras foram aparecendo. Ele conseguiu sentar. Conseguiu levantar. Andava cambaleando, mas andava...
Dia 2 de dezembro voltamos pra casa.
Graças a Deus, acabou, você deve estar pensando. Foi o que pensei também, mas não.
Três dias depois ele começou a andar com a cabeça totalmente deitada para o lado direito. Pensei "Sequela passageira do avc, o médico tinha me avisado. Vai passar." Mas dai ele começou a ter dificuldades para levantar e depois não conseguia mais ficar de pé ou andar.
Levamos para o médico de novo e ele não sabia a causa. Não era provável que o derrame antigo tivesse deixado aquelas sequelas, não depois daquele tempo. Começamos a pensar em um novo derrame, mas descartamos depois do exame.
Ele sentia as pernas, mas não tinha força nelas. Ai decidimos tentar acupuntura.
Depois da primeira sessão, ele conseguiu ficar de pé por alguns instantes apenas.
Entre a primeira e a segunda, ele perdeu o controle das fezes e dois dias depois, o da urina. Por isso que em uma das fotos que postei na minha galeria há quase duas semanas ele está usando fralda.
Ainda não conseguimos fazê-lo voltar ao normal totalmente, mas agora, na maioria das vezes, ele avisa que quer urinar.
Aos poucos, vamos chegar lá.
Em casa, como vocês podem ver na foto, deixo ele apenas no tapete higiênico, porque a fralda esquenta muito e ele fica nervoso. Estamos no verão aqui e é realmente muito, muito, muito quente, então prefiro deixar ele mais fresquinho.
Antes do fim do ano apareceram algumas pústulas na barriga dele e acabei encontrando outra nas costas, mas com dificuldade porque ele tem muito pelo, então teremos que tosar ele todo. :(
De qualquer forma, como eu disse, estamos no verão e o pelo dele está caindo mais que o normal, mesmo tomando vitaminas, então vai ser bom pra ele porque não vai ficar com tanto calor e bom pra mim porque será mais fácil de visualizar qualquer problema na pele, além de facilitar a limpeza também.
Dia primeiro de janeiro ele conseguiu ficar em pé sozinho e deu três passos. Yay!
Então, por enquanto, é isso. Ele continua na acupuntura e está se recuperando. Lentamente, mas está.
Agora é só esperar que ele continue melhorando mais a cada dia e não perder a fé.
Ah, já ia esquecendo. Juro que paro de escrever daqui a pouco.
Como expliquei no começo, adotei Arthur há cinco anos, quando a veterinária que cuidou dele na época disse que ele tinha no máximo um ano de idade, o que traz ele pra seis anos, certo? Errado. Durante esses vários exames, fomos vendo algumas características diferentes, digamos assim, de um cão que deveria ter seis anos, considerado jovem. Nisso, a opinião dos médicos foi unânime: Arthur tem entre 8 e 9 anos, então deixamos em 9 mesmo. O que explica o porquê de ele ter ficado todo grisalho tão rápido, a dificuldade da recuperação que, em um cão relativamente novo como ele "era", deveria ser bem mais rápida, explica também uma ligeira curvatura na coluna, etc...
Sendo assim, dia 7 de novembro de 2016, Arthur comemorará 10 anos e não 7, como estava previsto. Hahaha
Ufa! Agora acabou!
Peço desculpas pelo super texto, mas queria explicar tudo pra vocês, porque fica mais fácil para entender os próximos capítulos dessa história.
Ele está dormindo bastante (novidade!) e, como não pode sair, pois precisamos atrasar as vacinas dele devido à doença e não podemos renovar ainda, as próximas fotos serão sempre internas.
Agradeço a paciência de quem leu até aqui!
Espero que vocês tenham tido um ótimo natal e ano novo e desejo que 2016 seja mágico para todos nós!
Um grande abraço e até semana que vem!
Lorena e Arthur.
Silence is so truth-telling, so illuminative, that few have the courage to face it.
for Flickriver - Sophie Shapiro
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I was using my Coolpix 995 and didn't realize that I had not returned the settings to normal after shooting some color negatives with the slide/film holder. So, imagine my surprise when I took this image and wondered why in hell it looked like a color negative!
Colossians 3:25 “For he who does wrong will receive the consequences of the wrong which he has done, and that without partiality.”
Male drag ‘artist’ dances for kids at Vatican’s World Children’s Day:
“Catholics have expressed horror after a male performance artist danced in drag for young children during Pope Francis’ first World Children’s Day this weekend.”
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sUd8OdNvza4
No shock here! The pope is a Marxist and a heretic.
At one time, if a man bent over and lifted up his skirt in front of children he would have been arrested. Now, he is invited by the pope to groom children at the Vatican—with the applause of parents of course. Doesn’t the Catholic Church already have a bad reputation for sexual abuse?
Can anyone say: Revelation’s whore on the beast!?!
A consequence of having a busy couple of weeks is that you don't have enough time to look at your shots and see what you've got!
This is an image from the edge of the Quantock Hills, in an early morning mist. I've processed it to give an almost artistic illustration feel as you could barely make out the scene and I think it shows the mood of the title really well; the trees are patiently waiting for the weather to warm up so they can 'get dressed' again!