Hello,
My best friend of 11 years, Lady, died Saturday night. 2 1/2 weeks ago I found some bumps on her skin, but otherwise she was playful and happy. The vet thought it was probably allergies and wanted to remove them next month when I had her teeth cleaned. I asked that he use local anesthesia to biopsy one that day. Lady was acting normally so I wan't worried. Five days later I called the vet to follow-up (I am very angry that he didn't call me as soon as he got the results) and found out it was T-cell lymphosarcoma. I met with an oncologist the next day. Unfortunately T-cell responds less well, but I had a 70% chance that she would go into remission for one year. I caught it so early, she was supposed to go into remission. He injected her with Vinblastine and I was to give her CCNU and Prednasone. The bumps kept growing, so a few days later, the oncologist gave her more chemo. She still didn't go into remission. There are no oncologists permanently here in Las Vegas so I couldn't get another appointment until Sunday, May 29th.
I researched everything I could find on the web. I gave her safflower oil, becuase there was a small study (very small) that 6 of 8 dogs gained remission. I found Prescription Diet Canine N/D that is supposed to be good for cancer patients. I gave her derm care pills which helped immensly with the dry skin./
My baby quit eating her favorite food, cheese last Thursday. (which also made it very hard to give her pills!) She threw-up at the top of the stairs and just laid by it, she was so tired. So I moved my bed downstairs to the dining room so she could sleep with me and be close to the dog door. She slowed down considerably, but did not seem in pain. Using greed, I was able to get her to eat every day, and I could ususally get her to wag her tail.
Saturday was her last day...she was lethargic, but I was looking forward to the vet appointment on Sunday-hoping we could try more. The Prednasone made her breathe rapidly, constantly. Her nose started to bleed and clog. I put a humidifier downstairs, but too late, to help with the sore nose. Around 11pm, my husband was going to bed and I asked where Lady was, since she wasn't sleeping with me. He found her collapsed 1/2 on the sidewalk and 1/2 on the grass in the backyard. Using her favorite bone, he encouraged her to walk the few feet to my bed on the dining room floor. She barely made it there and died a few minutes later in my husband's arms.
The grief is so uncontrollably painful. To be honest, I loved her the most in the entire world, even more than my husband. (Don't tell him that!, but he probably knew.) I am so very thankful I did not have to put her down. I even fed Lady two tablespoons of peanut butter the last day, which made her smile. I just cannot explain how much pain I feel, missing her. I am sure most of you understand. She was my world, my life, my love. She will truley be missed. I feel dead, why couldn't I have died instead of her?
How can I go through this over and over again with each new pet?