Our visit to Dr. Luther went better than expected yesterday!
The best part of this picture is that crazy cat of mine
Diego came home {hooray} with a pile of meds and the reassurance that he is not dehydrated or suffering. He is however, in heart failure. His belly is distended, filled with fluid, but we have a diuretic that should help. The meds will not keep him alive, really. What they will do is keep him a bit healthier and a bit more comfortable. They may extend his life a bit, but will help his quality of life.
I want to be sure that I say, we did NOT choose meds out of selfishness. I am not going to do “anything” I can to keep him alive simply for my sake. The moment he is unhappy, in pain, suffering in any way, I will make the choice to say goodnight. As hard as that may be.
It’s funny. There are some things that bring out so many opinions. It seems someone is always trying to tell you what to do, how to live, who to be. And this is no different.
And yes, I know what you might be thinking. That is sort of what I do here. Show people other ways. Coach, guide, teach. I’ve been doing it for many many years. There is a difference, however. First, people come here to seek information. They come to me to ask.
I’m choosing to keep this situation as positive as I can. I only want to say, be careful about jumping to conclusions. Especially with matters of the heart. Irreparable damage can be done with even the most passive aggressive statements.
Diego and I have been blessed with a few more strolls on the beach together. Though cut drastically short, we have been given more time than anticipated. And for that I will be eternally grateful.
Don’t forget to take the time to stop and laugh and love! Life is short.
Sometimes shorter than expected.
Your love for him shines thru, he is truly blessed to have you as well. I hope when it’s my Tiny boy’s time to go I can be as unselfish as you. Take good care. XO
Dee
Thanks, Dee.
Stephie, you r one of the most UN-selfish people I know, don’t let ANYBODY make you feel different………we got the same reaction when Tangie had her tumor on her spleen. The poor thing was only in pain for less than twelve hours, we laid down with her, told her it was OK to let go, put a call into our vet and just held her……..it was the toughest call I EVER had to make but she died in my arms looking out into the back yard……..I feel for you sweetie pie, now I have to go blow my nose…..sniffffff sniffffffff……
Thank you, Steph! 🙂