Here's what happened. In my last blog post I commented that she was on anti nausea and diarrhea meds for the last two weeks. She seemed to be ok but was having a hard time with food despite the meds. I talked to my doc and she told me if they weren't working it might be time to make that hard decision. Last Friday she slept all day and I tried to get her out for a walk, but there was absolutely no interest. She ate some , but not a normal amount.....she threw it up anyway. Saturday morning I went to the rescue like I always do, when I came back she had thrown up the little she had eaten. When she stepped out of her crate her poor belly was swollen three or four times its regular size and all she could do was walk around in circles, drink water and throw up. My son and I got her in the car and went straight to the vets, I was hoping my personal vet was there and thank goodness she was. When I walked in they asked what was going on.....I told them I thought it was time and some of the girls teared up because they had been working with Miss Lizzy for so long.They have a private space for this now....quiet and away from the front and other rooms. When the doc saw her she know it was time....I knew in my head but to this day not in my heart. They gave her a sedative and I got a chance to hold her and say my last goodbyes...then the meds and it was over in a second. I stayed in that room 45 minutes just holding and rocking her. I know she is in a better place....and I know the last two years were tough on her.....she made it 18 months longer than was expected. I miss her like crazy....many times this week I have been looking for her when I let the others out, only to realize she will never be there. Run free my beautiful, sweet girl.....
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| A picture of her paw as I was leaving the room..... |
