
Hi Beverley
I am so sorry for you. We had a beautiful 7 year old GSD who was fighting fit. One day my husband took her for a walk and when she came home I noticed a slight stagger/side step, then she appeared absolutely fine, although her proprioception was quite poor on one leg. I wasn't happy so took her to the Vet's. Fortunately he is a friend, so took my concerns seriously and kept her in for extensive x-rays. These showed degeneration of several verebrae, and it was felt that this was the cause. Cage rest and anti-inflammatories were prescribed, but to me things just didn't fit and her expression just didn't look right. I had family, friends (one of whom is a vet nurse), a friend who is another vet, and even neighbours all look at her, but everyone said she looked just fine. A week after her visit I took her back for a check up, and they were delighted with her progress, no neurological deficit and she was moving really well. It was then that I realised that her eyes looked really dark. I mentioned it and they did the usual tests and although they agreed her pupils were dilated, they felt it could be through fear. They did make a note to check them the following week.
The surgery is about 10mins drive from home, and as we got into the house I offered her some tasty ham that I had taken with me as titibits but as she went to take it she missed. I felt physically sick as it dawned on me that she couldn't see. I did many more tests and felt that she was totally blind. I rang the vets back but my vet had gone out on call, so they said he would call me back. This he did, but it was too late to whip her back to see their eye specialist, so he told me to bring her in at 9am the following morning. That night was just horrendous. She was terrified and stayed superglued to my leg, only walking if I had my hand on her head guiding her. Even then if she sensed an object she literally jumped out of her skin. I stayed up all night with her and it was just horrible to see, the side-stepping was back and she was quite simply terrified. The following morning the specialist confirmed that she was totally blind, and suggested taking her to Chester for an MRI scan, but could not give any prognosis herself. I asked to speak to my vet, as I wanted to know if I was doing it for her or for me. When he came into the room I knew his answer. He explained that only a brain tumour could present the symptoms we had, and it had to be a very aggressive one at that because of the speed in which she had gone downhill. He simply said that if I trusted his judgement he would let her go there and then. He said surgery may be a possibility but in his opinion the tumour was so aggressive, it would be inoperable and the speed things were deteriorating, he didn't know if she would even make the trip. I trust him implicity and know how hard he fights if there is hope. I have tears streaming down my face as I type this, as we let her go. At the time I felt that was best thing for Leia.
Two years on I still wonder if I did the right thing, and can't seem to get over her. I don't really know what I am trying to say to you, but my heart goes out to you. The only thing I will say is that you will know when the time has come to let her go. Plan it with care, don't leave it until you have no choice. I will always regret having Leia put to sleep at the surgery. One thing that haunts me is she hesitating as I led her into the vets that morning, and I told her "it would be OK" and she trusted me and followed me inside.
You have done everything for your girl, and obviously love her dearly. Some times it takes a while for things to be diagnosed. Like Leia there were other possible causes for her problems and these had to be ruled out first. Please be strong for yourselves and your lovely girl. Enjoy the time you have left with her, it really is precious. Try not to blame yourself, take care and good luck.