Thanks to my neighbors, Tiff and Andy, for pouring a beer down my throat tonight and sharing the wedding video. I needed cheering.
Today I made an appointment with the vet to have old 3-legger put to sleep.
Don't panic. She lives.
She had some nasty, red, swollen tissue on the side of her nose, and I was sure it was another manifestation of the cancer. I've been crying for 3 days. Made the appointment and started spoiling her even more. Yesterday I gave her a couple of the left-over pain pills from her surgery days, and today I took her to McDonalds for lunch.
This morning, the swelling started to go down and by this afternoon, she looked a lot better.
I still took her to the vet to get it checked. I was prepared to hear it was cancer. I was prepared, even though she didn't seem uncomfortable, to put her down and head off the misery before it starts.
The vet says: not cancer. She thinks she must have gotten bit or sratched or something. The pain pills have an anti-inflammatory ingredient. Had I given her the pills a couple of days earlier, I would have saved the whole family three days of unnecessary grief.
I felt an enormous amount of relief, but I also felt drained and exhausted. This is the second time I've thought she was going to be put down only to have her pulled back from the brink.
Tomorrow I'm giving her twenty bucks to go buy lottery tickets.
Posted by Cathy at August 5, 2004 10:25 PMBit quick on the draw there. I think I'll make sure I'm in top health before I find myself in your company. ;-)
Glad to hear that Breezie's still with us.
Posted by: aelfheld at August 6, 2004 10:05 AMYeah, Aelfheld, but c'mon....I mean I DID take her to McDonalds! ;-)
Posted by: Cathy at August 6, 2004 02:48 PMIn my book, that's not a treat. ;-)
Posted by: aelfheld at August 7, 2004 09:19 AMGlad to know she lives on! She does sound like one lucky dog.
Posted by: yayaempress at August 11, 2004 07:54 AM