StGermain, going through basically the same thing now, sucks, just sucks.
Last Sunday, my big dog was a bit under the weather, got worse as the morning progressed. Brought her in to the emergency clinic, she was getting bad, and COLD. (she’s only 6, and I lost her sister at 3 from tiny little useless kidneys)
Long story short, they pulled a tumor the size of a tennis ball out of her, a blood clot the size of a grapefruit, and she was bleeding heavily internally. She went in at 90lbs, they put 12lbs of fluid into her, and she came out at 83lbs the next morning when we transferred her to my normal vet.
Last Monday I was told it’s probably this or that… The tumor was off her adrenal gland and wrapped around her aorta. I was told I’d be lucky to make Tuesday morning, Really lucky to make the end of the week, and Extremely lucky to make the end of the month.
Biopsies came back not as bad as they could be, its only malignant lymphoma, Yeah!! :rolleyes:, still sucks.
Anyways, enough of my sorrow. I think I’m one week past where you are.
Tomorrow is the end of the month, that makes me EXTREMELY lucky. The big dog (Daisy) is doing exceptionally well, and except for the 5 miles of stitches seems happy and healthy.
The little lady and I talked it out, we could go for Chemo, but that’s a 4 hour ride each way, plus the BS, and how will the dog take that? She would not be happy with that. She’s not in pain, except for the surgery, and who knows where more tumors are going to pop up, or when, but it most likely won’t be long, and I know this, and it sucks.
If I’m feeling like crap, I can watch a movie or play on the computer or read a good book. A dog wants to go sniff stuff and chase stuff.
No Chemo for Daisy, she’s getting supplements and herbs from the vet and a bit of acupuncture. Quality, not quantity, her happiness, not mine.
You’ve got a lot of choices to make, the hard part is you are making choices for
your buddy, but Jake can’t talk.
I don’t know if you’ve ever been with a critter when they go, it doesn’t seem to bother them like it bothers people. They seem to say “thanx for the good times, see you on the other side”.
Keep him happy and healthy as long as you can. I’m living on bonus time with Daisy, which is great in the short term, with long term suckitude. She’s loving it up, getting the good food with the crushed pills, and lots of attention (need to fit
12-14 years into 7).
This past week has been a roller coaster for me. Much worse at the beginning. Getting some grieving done early here. Getting the news is the second worst part, the end is the worst, putting them down sucks, it sucks bad. I’m not looking forward to that part.
When it does come time, don’t be a panty waste and hand him to the vet and leave, He’d never leave your side.
Sadly, there are lots of pups out there that want to keep you company, one day after Jake goes, you’ll come across a pup that needs a home. I did when I lost my last one, she showed up at the front door, and she wouldn’t leave, she’s still here 3 years later, and she is a whole hell of a lot like the dog I lost, personality wise.
Of course you need pics in a dog thread.
Daisy hanging out at the shop while we are being stupid.
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Daisy and her sister Cleo (gone years ago, in the red collar)
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Daisy with the little dog(Ginger) that showed up at the front door and wouldn’t leave.
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