Saturday, December 16, 2006

My dog is dying.


Abby, my Australian Shepherd of 13 years(half as old as me) is dying.

It started Wednesday. She had some trouble walking, but we didn't think of it as anything overly seriously, maybe she just pulled a muscle in her leg, but we arranged an appointment with the vet for Thursday to be safe.

Thursday morning she couldn't wait and went into a seizure. The vet said it is most likely a brain tumor that just went acute. She maybe has just a few months to live. The vet gave her phenobarbital(anti-convulsion medication) and prednisone(a steriod to help offset the lethargy and hind leg weakness of the phenobarbital), It is so difficult to watch her like this. My mom even had to create a makeshift pulley for her back legs.

Friday looked semi-upbeat. She was able to move a little by herself again, and she didn't seem to be in any pain at all.

Today wasn't so good. She pee'd on the floor suddenly 3 times so far. According tot he papers from the vet, this is a major bad sign. I just broke down after each time. I know she won't last much longer. I love that damn dog so much. Whenever I wasn't feeling good, she could always make me feel better, but now I can't do anything for her. I can't pat her without barely holding back tears, while she just has that grin on her face like nothing is wrong at all.

As it stands right now, we may have to put her down this week. I don't know what to do, I feel so weak and helpless.

And shit, I am supposed to be on vacation this week.

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