It’s a long, traumatic story,
But basically I thought it was over for my little Lilly yesterday morning around 1am.
I’d never seen her as bad off and felt like in my heart she was passing.
After about an hour or so of not dead Lilly,
I talked to my husband and we decided to take her to the emergency specialists.
I hadn’t before that time because I thought she was like actively dying and would pass in the car.
Got her to the vet.
The vet was not super convinced there would be a positive outcome for her.
She even gave me some numbers for like grief counseling and a pamphlet about your dog passing.
So, I went in the lobby and cried my eyes out for a couple hours while they ran a few tests that the doctor was sure would just confirm that she needed to be euthanized.
NO!
Her heart sounded good, her organs were functioning well.
She had an infection that had caused inflammation and caused an arthritis flare up.
They gave her more pain meds, that seem to work better,
Anti inflammatory,
And a heavy anti biotic.
She seemed only a little better last night.
She slept all through the night for the first time in about a year (probably exhaustion).
This morning she stood up, still stiff and uncomfortable,
But not in obvious horrible pain or unable to move like the night before.
She ate her own food, took her meds, paced around a little, then went back to sleep.
I really thought it was over yesterday.
Literally spent all day sobbing in the lobby of an animal hospital.
Today we’re going to take it easy.
Then may house packing resume as scheduled.
Long live Lilly!
(Not a flattering angle, and she had to be shaved, but, this is our spicy, old lady surviving again)
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