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Took Jazz into the vet at 1130. Exam done, situation explained. Dr. B says he could distinctly hear fluids in her abdomen again, and possibly in her chest cavity as well. The only things that could be causing this to occur is severe heart failure and/or a malignancy in her body somewhere. Because of these factors, it was a question of how many more times should we put Jazz through removing the exess fluids collecting in her body, as it is such a stress for them to do that.
The time has come for J and I to discuss humanely ending her life with us. After I collected myself at the vet's office I went right out to my car and sat there and called J to ask him to try to come home as soon as possible, that things were Very Bad, that euthanasia needed to be discussed and decided. He's in the process of getting things buttoned up quickly at work so he can be with me/us.
I made it the 20 minute drive home without a tear, but broke down as soon as I started writing about it in my various social media accounts. I'm teary as I write this to you. I can't bear the thought of her not being here with me in my life, alive and breathing. My heart is shattered.
She's been with me since she was 18 months old, came to live with me the week before Thanksgiving of 1996. She'll likely be leaving me a few days after Thanksgiving 17 years later. We've had an incredible 17 years together, been through so much together, both good and bad and in between. She's always been my rock, my go-to when things got to be too much--be they good times or especially the bad ones. There will be a void I daresay will be nigh impossible to fill once she's gone from this Earthly plane. She'll always be a part of my heart, but life will never again be the same. She's my heart, people! I'm losing a HUGE chunk of my heart, probably later today...I am shattered...
The time has come for J and I to discuss humanely ending her life with us. After I collected myself at the vet's office I went right out to my car and sat there and called J to ask him to try to come home as soon as possible, that things were Very Bad, that euthanasia needed to be discussed and decided. He's in the process of getting things buttoned up quickly at work so he can be with me/us.
I made it the 20 minute drive home without a tear, but broke down as soon as I started writing about it in my various social media accounts. I'm teary as I write this to you. I can't bear the thought of her not being here with me in my life, alive and breathing. My heart is shattered.
She's been with me since she was 18 months old, came to live with me the week before Thanksgiving of 1996. She'll likely be leaving me a few days after Thanksgiving 17 years later. We've had an incredible 17 years together, been through so much together, both good and bad and in between. She's always been my rock, my go-to when things got to be too much--be they good times or especially the bad ones. There will be a void I daresay will be nigh impossible to fill once she's gone from this Earthly plane. She'll always be a part of my heart, but life will never again be the same. She's my heart, people! I'm losing a HUGE chunk of my heart, probably later today...I am shattered...
