One of those days (when it rains, it pours)
Thursday, February 16, 2012
I decided to play it safe and get that pain in my side checked out today, so I went to the doctor. There was something about white blood cells in my urine or too many white blood cells or something like that... either way, it meant inflammation/infection. So, I am on some antibiotics. Swell. They also took my blood to do some lab work, and I'm not sure when those results will be back at the doc's. They'll call me. AND I need to have another ultrasound. SWELL. That makes 4 since July 2010. They suspect my giant ovarian cyst is back, but they don't know what would be causing the infection. So, off I go...
As if that wasn't crappy enough news, today is the day my parents had to put down my poor, sick, aging dog. He had a tumor growing somewhere close to his esophagus, and it was crushing his windpipe. So, he's had this doggy cough for about a year, but the vet had assured us he still had some life in him and that he wasn't suffering. Well, Friday night, after my brother's wedding, we noticed a dramatic shift in the health of my beloved pooch. His cough worsened in every way- louder, harsher, constant. He had a hard time eating (he couldn't stop coughing long enough) and drinking and he was walking stiffly. For days he was like that before my mom finally convinced my dad that something needed to be done. At 4pm this afternoon, they took him in to the vet and their worst fears were confirmed. I got the news at 5:30pm that he had crossed the Rainbow Bridge. I will miss him terribly, but I am so glad he's no longer suffering.
He was an amazing companion and friend and member of our family for 12 years. (Or 14-15 years... I can't really pinpoint the date...) A long time.