I am getting my head around Carmen's diagnosis. Yes, it sucks but Carmen doesn't care. Yesterday she greeted me with 5 individual kisses - for my little onion this is beyond generous! Obviously she was trying to tell me it is okay - she's fine.
We do not know how quickly or slowly the PRA is progressing so we are going to make the most of the time we have left to play agility. I know I will try to be observant and I know Katrin will let me know if she thinks Carmie's sight has worsened and she is becoming a danger to herself on course.
I just ordered two bright yellow tags from Boomerang Tags that say "I have vision loss" (which is maybe poor grammar? oh well) with contact info on the opposite side. I ordered one for my in-laws and one for me when I am trialing that has my cell phone number and says "I am attending an agility trial" on it.
Even though I took Carmen to see a SPECIALIST I keep having moments of denial. I think for a second, "Perhaps he was wrong. Maybe I should get a second opinion." Oh good gods, lady!
Since receiving the diagnosis Monday I realize small things that make so much more sense....
Carmen's occasional snappy/snarky behavior - peripheral vision suffers first.
Her dislike of the chute - going in to a dark closed tunnel when you do not see well in the dark?
Her refusal to jump out of the car when it is dark out/night.
Even though I wish the diagnosis were wrong, all of these things support that it is correct. We had a super class last night which I will post more on later.
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