When I look back over the past week, I can’t believe we’ve made it through.
Thursday of last week I took Milkshake back to the vet convinced it was time to say goodbye. She was so weak, she hadn’t eaten in 4 days, and she could hardly walk. Our vet said to let her have one more day to see if the new drugs would start working. By Friday, when I took her back to the vet, I had some hope. She was a little more alert when the vet came into the room. We decided to let her go through the weekend. On Saturday I was desperate for her to eat, so I started giving her chicken broth with a syringe. Just a little broth throughout the day, not enough to upset her stomach. Then by Sunday she woke up hungry and she ate some chicken. Hallelujah the dog ate chicken! Chelsea’s singing Hallelujah because she got some chicken too.
Throughout the week I’ve been reading all of your wonderful, compassionate comments and knowing you feel the same as I do has been such a help. I don’t know how much longer we’ll have her, but today she seems to be feeling a little better. Chelsea and Milkshake are such good friends. Chelsea’s been doing enough barking at the UPS man for both of them. She told me it’s the least she can do.
Thank you for your thoughts and prayers!