Does anyone have experience with pets having eye surgery? There’s a mass growing on my dog Danny’s cornea that’s due to be removed on Tuesday. They can’t be sure what it is until they biopsy it, but some form of tumor seems likely. He may or may not need a corneal graft to recover. I’m feeling really scared about this and I’m trying to come up with all the questions I should be asking before this happens.
Found another useful test page since the one referenced 404d when I went to give it a spin. I could sometimes hear the pulsing of background hiss or couldn’t hear the tone but could detect the pulsing (maybe pulsing of the tinnitus in response to the sub audible tone) in which case i moved up until I actually heard the tone.
my results
125Hz 5dBHL
250Hz 15dBHL
500Hz 20dBHL
1000Hz 20dBHL
2000Hz 15dBHL
4000HZ 20dBHL
8000Hz 15dBHL
I can detect a .5dB change in volume, but not a .2dB change in volume.
My range upper limit is ~14kHZ
I can hear a 10c pitch shift but not 20c.
I can hear a 50ms sync difference but not 20ms
I couldn’t reliably tell the difference between an 8bit and 16bit sample in a blind test even thought I am convinced I can hear the difference when listening to the labelled tracks.
how fucking deaf are you score chart:
-5 dbHL: Outstanding hearing
0-10 dBHL: Normal Hearing
20-30 dbHL: Mild Hearing Loss
40-60 dBHL: Moderate Loss
70-80 dBHL: Severe Hearing Loss
Today I learned I have slight to mild hearing loss.
The closest I came was a heavily scratched cornea on a pug (go figure)
Do you have options for where to go for the surgery? Have you gotten a second opinion?
I did not get a second opinion at the time and regret it. My primary Vet sent me to a specialist eye surgeon for dogs and that went on for a few months of treatments (+ 150 Mile round trip at least once a week) for his eye to get it “better”
Fast forward six months and my wife and the dog are off on the other side of the country taking care of her G’Ma and the eye started having issues again. Went to local vet in Middle of Nowhere Montana and he does a five minute procedure to the cornea that allows it to heal the original scratch that had never quite healed. A month and some antibiotic eye gel and the dog was right as rain.
Granted, A tumor is more serious, but I cannot trust a vet’s diagnosis without a second opinion any more.
I have to finish a stupid qualification cert for work that I have already done in my last job, and my girlfrient is watching David Icke videos on youtube… For fuck’s sake.
Mom’s in the hospital again, likely for the next several days while they do adjustments on her medication. My dogs are still boarded up with family friend. Our AC unit’s conked and probably needs servicing because like every fucking thing in this house before we’ve fixed it, it’s janky as balls (Seriously my stepdads been a frakking miracle worker on this move.)
Feelings of paranoia creeping in again making it hard to trust what friends are saying at an emotional level even though intellectually I know what’s going on in headspace.
I miss my dogs. They’re cared for but… it isn’t the same and it isn’t fair to them.
The surgery’s supposed to be Tuesday morning, and I work 6 to 3ish tomorrow, so unless I cancel or postpone the surgery I don’t think there’s time for a second opinion. The growth is getting bigger so quickly I don’t want to put it off too long either. But I did look up the vet/optometrists and there are some very good reviews online. Plus I’m going to call tomorrow to ask questions and if I don’t like what I hear, I will call it off. I’m just feeling very nervous about it all.
@singletona082: best wishes to your mother and your whole family! (And you too of course!) I know you miss your dogs and they miss you too. But they roll with things pretty well. You can always look forward too how happy they will be when they get to come home again.
Not really a fuck today, more of a small whinge, but my toddler has decided she loves my chai lattes, so I either have to wait until she is in bed to enjoy one or I am forced to share.
Null pointer exception in the Web Interface to my Comcast email, while I’m trying to have a conversation with my mother about Hillary Clinton, technology, and third wave feminism. Fuck you Comcast.
