On my own with a diagnosis

Well,
Mr Beebs has been on ciproflaxin for months and months ...every single time I take him off of it the dog goes down hill fast. He sleeps all the time, looks unhappy, can hardly walk.So this weekend I put him back on it, along with 75mg of deramax and tramadol twice daily for pain. He is like a young dog again. Playing with his ball, acting crazy and smiling. For the life of me I can't understand where this infection is hiding that it manifest over and over again.The only thing I can think of is scar tissue...but how it would enter his blood stream is beyond me. Ever since the initial enterobacter infection he has been hosting some bug or another.My poor neighbor's husband had a few staples left in him and oh course now he has MRSA and a wound vacuum attached to him. The hospitals whether human or animal are in dire need of mandated cleanliness. Most of all the infections are a matter of sloppiness on the part of the staff. Eventually just as human hospitals have patients rights so too will animal guardians.Why shouldn't we expect decent, clean, professional service? Our money is just as green as the next persons and we too are paying for credible services.I'm tired of hearing"Its just a dog".Quite frankly my Mr Beebs has done more for mankind in his 11 years then alot of people I know in a lifetime.Sometimes I think he's more spiritually evolved than I am...his motives are love...always.Everytime I see him suffer I think of that lazy doctor who dismissed our case as frivolous.Well here we are 2 years later...still fighting no thanks to him and that filthy hospital.
I know I sound angry...but its righteous indignation I feel...not anger. It was wrong...and I aim to correct it.Mr Beebs has changed my life and the direction of it and all my energy is now pumped into school, knowledge and the tools I'll need to make a difference. Every time the work gets so hard I feel like crying...I think of him hobbling around unable to take a walk...and I study harder.
He is my inspiration and when he's gone I'll carry him around inside me every single day..and everything I do for animals will be in his honor.For now I'm glad I still have him to cuddle and lie on the floor with.He's doing okay once again...and I'm always searching for a way to keep him happy.