I've been a member of GRF for about 7 years now. I haven't posted in years, but hey.. I guess that's ok when you have good reasons.
I'll reintroduce myself in another thread.
A month ago today was Christmas eve, and it was supposed to be my 2 month olds first Christmas ever, which makes that a "supposed to be best Christmas ever". However, on the evening of December 23rd, my beautiful first baby Kasey, my almost 10 year old golden, decided she didn't want to get up and walk to go outside, which was unusual, but not too unusal since the weather was bad and she hated that kind of weather. But then she wouldn't eat and didn't want to lay down.. I checked on her periodically through the night, but nothing seemed different and she had gotten up to drink and move a few times, so we continued to think maybe she had a belly ache. I woke up at about 7:45 in the morning hearing her breathing very heavily and quickly (which she always did when she was dreaming and would wake up suddenly). I got up thinking she was better, expecting to see her greet me in the doorway of my bedroom as she had done so often before. Instead, I saw her laying at the foot of my side of the couch, just like always. Turk, my staffie mix, decided he would like to go outside and go for his morning potty break, so I got out leashes and called Kasey and asked if she wanted to go potty. She didn't respond. I asked again. No response. Now I start to scream her name hysterically at the top of my lungs, telling her she's got to get up and move (thinking she had bloat) because now her stomach was all swollen. She looked at me screaming and crying with "her" baby (she truly thought my baby was hers, I swear). She tried to get up, her legs shook, she moaned and just collapsed.
I call my husband crying hysterically saying its not a belly ache, something is really wrong with her, she cant get up.. and being Christmas eve, NO vets were open near us..and especially not ours (and not a vet i'd take her to). He promptly left work , and I called our vet on his cell phone to see his advice. He said it didn't sound good, and told me of the only vet that would be open that day.
We got babygirl all loaded and the emergency vet was waiting for us when we got there. She did an exam and stuck a needle into kasey's belly and pulled out a vial full of blood. She said she was 90% sure Kasey had a cancerous tumor on her liver or spleen and it was now causing her to bleed out, and her stomach was full of blood and it was going into her lungs. she said they could do a radical emergency sugery, a blood transfusion, and hope she makes it. She said it was evident that kasey was a fighter, but there was a very very slim chance of her surviving. And she was probably not going to make it much longer.
My husband made the decision to let her go to the rainbow bridge, because her blood pressure had dropped so much they could barely get a pulse. He was amazed at her center of focus in the room the whole time..even in pain, she kept her eyes on me. and my baby. Everywhere we went for the last 6 years we were together, people were amazed at the bond Kasey and I had..I saved her life, and she saved mine. Now I wish I had been able to save hers again. She was that once in a lifetime special dog. I was truly blessed by whoever turned her into the shelter in 2005..
Its only been a month but I miss you every single minute of every single day my sweet girl.
Pawprints forever on my heart