5_0_BAIT
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Well I have been debating on sharing this but talking and/or writing about it seems to help me cope. I am an animal lover and have three dogs. I have two black labs and a plott hound. My oldest dog, Toby started having seizures 2 weeks ago. When he had the first one (at night) I was home and thought I was witnessing my dog die. After the seizure he was barely breathing. I live about 40 minutes away from a vet emergency room. I picked him up (80 lbs) and put him in the back seat cargo tray of my QC 10. My wife jumped in hysterical and petted him in the back seat. I raced through Wilmington (safely) and made it to the emergency room in 15 minutes (thank you God for giving me a rocket ship for a truck) I carried him out of the truck and into the hospital. They did a battery of tests and found nothing wrong. I was hoping it was a freak thing but in my heart I knew. The next day he had 2 seizures. I took him back to the vet. He stayed there 36 hours and had no seizures. So I had done alot of research and threw his (found out later) shitty food in the trash and all the snacks away. As soon as he got home from the 36 hour hospital stay, he had another seizure. Then 2 more the next day. Then one more. I took him back to the vet and they performed an ultrasound on him to determine if all his internals were fine. They found something in his spleen so we had it tested. It came back fine. The vet said it is either epilepsy or a tumor in his brain. So I bought him some meds for epilepsy but they have strong side effects that alter the pets mood. So I just waited to see what would happen next.
Well he had no seizures for 9 days but he started falling over. He fell over once into my lap (I was laying on the floor petting him) and looked at me as if to say "WTF?" So I decided at that point I would go to any length to find out what was wrong instead of assuming. So I took him to the Iams Imaging Center in Raleigh, NC. Only one of three in the country. There he had an MRI of his brain........Bad news. Devastating news for my wife and I. He has brain cancer. He has a 3cm by 2cm brain tumor which has already spread to one of his lymph nodes. Nothing that can be done. I have been crippled with the pain of knowing this. I just found out it was a cancerous tumor a few minutes ago. My wife doesn't know and now I have to tell her. I feel like I have to tell her one of our kids is dying (no kids for us just dogs). I know he is not a "person" but to us they are part of the family.
Now I am burdened with the choice of when to put him down. How does one know when it is time? He seems to be very happy in between the seizures and has a tremendous amount of energy for a 9 yr old Labrador. I don't want him to suffer yet I don't want to kill him before his time. I just hate knowing that I have to choose when he dies. I just pray God gives me the strength to make the right decision at the right time. Till then, I will walk him often and take him to the beach (he loves the water there the most). I just want his last days, weeks, or months to be happy, carefree and relaxing. He deserves it. And I owe it to him for being such a wonderful part of my family.
Well he had no seizures for 9 days but he started falling over. He fell over once into my lap (I was laying on the floor petting him) and looked at me as if to say "WTF?" So I decided at that point I would go to any length to find out what was wrong instead of assuming. So I took him to the Iams Imaging Center in Raleigh, NC. Only one of three in the country. There he had an MRI of his brain........Bad news. Devastating news for my wife and I. He has brain cancer. He has a 3cm by 2cm brain tumor which has already spread to one of his lymph nodes. Nothing that can be done. I have been crippled with the pain of knowing this. I just found out it was a cancerous tumor a few minutes ago. My wife doesn't know and now I have to tell her. I feel like I have to tell her one of our kids is dying (no kids for us just dogs). I know he is not a "person" but to us they are part of the family.
Now I am burdened with the choice of when to put him down. How does one know when it is time? He seems to be very happy in between the seizures and has a tremendous amount of energy for a 9 yr old Labrador. I don't want him to suffer yet I don't want to kill him before his time. I just hate knowing that I have to choose when he dies. I just pray God gives me the strength to make the right decision at the right time. Till then, I will walk him often and take him to the beach (he loves the water there the most). I just want his last days, weeks, or months to be happy, carefree and relaxing. He deserves it. And I owe it to him for being such a wonderful part of my family.
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