Day 150. Feeling ok today. Yesterday was bad. Well, this last weekend was bad.
I had a Chiwienne, her name was Fefe. 3 weeks ago her normal self changed. I thought it was her back and maybe her stomach was up set. She was acting like her legs were weak. She had some diarrhea. I called the vet and they said they couldn't get her in till the 26th of July. I took it.
A couple days later she quit eating and was throwing up. I called the vet and said she won't make it till the 26th. I was force feeding her. They said they had a drop off appointment Friday. I said I'd take it.
Take her in and later they call. Bring her out and give me pills for her back and probiotic for her stomach.
I take her home and start forcing half a pill down her. Giving her the probiotic. She isn't getting any better by Thursday she is really getting even worse. I've had to add water to her food to be able to entice her to eat. I'm still force feeding her, and now she would lay beside me in my chair and trimble.
I called them again and tell them she isn't better she is worse. They say they have a drop off appointment for Monday. Ok I'll take it and they refilled her pain pills for her back.
Friday I was able to get her to eat a little slurry of water and moist dog food. Saturday she would eat nothing. I gave her her pain pill and probiotic. Few hours later she is getting sick. Then I take her outside she is having a hard time squatting to potty. She then walks a few feet and starts to get sick and just falls over on her side. I pick her up. She goes to back steps and tries to climb up and slides down. I picked her up and put her inside. She gets sick falling over again.
I call the emergency vet. Nobody picks up. So I leave a message that I don't think she is going to make it till Monday. She calls me back. I tell her what's been going on. I'm concerned about her starving to death. The vet, who is new, tells me she saw her the day she was in. She says she has a bad heart murmur and wanted to know if they put her on heart meds. I told her no, nobody had ever mentioned anything about heart meds. She said I could bring her in, she would start her on heart meds and fluids, but nobody would be there to watch her or I could take her to KSTATE in Manhattan or Blue Pearl in Kansas City or Lawrence. I asked which is best. She said KSTATE.
Fefe is 12 years old, she is a mom's girl. I tell husband we need to take Fefe to KSTATE. We load up and drive an hour and 1/2 approximately. They take Fefe in and run some test. Took an hour. They call us back to tell us her heart murmur was so loud they could hardly hear her lungs. That her lungs are filling up with fluid, not bad yet. That she has a growth on her spleen. They thought that's why she was sick to the stomach as well. It was going to cost they estimated 2000 to treat. I don't know she is family. Husband agrees. We pay 1200 up front.
They keep her to treat her. Shortly after we left her heart quit. They called Sunday to say she had passed. They say they can cremate her for us, approximately 100,which they would take out of the money to treat her since they never got the chance to treat her, they would reimburse us the rest of the money. I took it very well.
Tuesday they called to say the ashes would be ready to pick up the next day or they could mail them to us. Yesterday all I could do all day was cry. I wished I still smoked. I got my sister to go with me to get her. When they handed me the box, I started crying again. Yesterday was really tough.
I blame the vet 1 for waiting 2 years to tell me about her murmur. Then not mentioning heart meds. I feel like they really didn't check her out well or they wouldn't have sent us home with pain pills and probiotic. To late now.
I did make it through the last few weeks and lost my best buddy. That's the picture I got of her Saturday, I felt like it might be the last one and it was. Then the box they gave me with her ashes. I still want to cry. And a picture just a week before this nightmare.
, but I made it without smoking. It was tough.
