The things we do for our furry children,
Our 10 year old corgi was fine on a Friday but wouldn’t or couldn’t move Saturday morning, I rushed her to our vet who is only open from 8 to noon on sat. They took her immediately and said they thought she might have eaten something, would give her some liquids, etc, and would call later. One of the vets on duty called late morning and said I think you should come in. My husband and I both went in. Because she wasn’t responding at all, he did an ultra sound and believed that she had a slow leaking tumor on her heart that had eventually caused so much blood to fill the sac around her heart and that’s why she was barely breathing and unable to walk. We had three choices. Take her home and she would die that weekend. Move her to our local ER clinic which provides 24/7 care that our vet does not, the clinic might be able to drain the blood out and make her more comfortable but did not have a heart specialist on staff. Or drive to a specialty clinic in Chicago that had 24/7 care plus a variety of specialists. Knowing that option would be very expensive, we decided to do it, because we didn’t want to regret not having done all we could.
We put her in the car, while our vet called ahead, and rushed her there, the clinic was waiting for her and immediately took her into ER even though there were probably 20 people ahead of us, long story short, they drained her heart and she was a little better but there was no cardiologist on duty until Monday morning. She spent the weekend in the acute care unit on oxygen. We came in early Monday morning to wait for the cardiologist to make his rounds and look at her tests. We finally saw him late morning and he confirmed the original diagnosis, a tumor on her heart, inoperable. The bleeding had stopped but could start again at any time. We asked him what was best for her and he ultimately said that while she could live a few more weeks, perhaps, her quality of life would not be good. So we made the painful decision to put her to sleep as peacefully as possible. It was a very expensive weekend but one that we don’t regret as we wanted to give her every chance. She was a sweet little girl, who could hear a food wrapper a block away and everyone she met was her new best friend. She will be missed forever