05-02-2016, 02:20 AM
All I've had on my mind recently is remodeling, my son has become a daily pot smoker and (this was starting before he even took up the weed), he's a lazy butt and his grades suck.
That and despite surviving an abscess a couple of weeks ago, my dog has developed a condition that will likely kill her. You can read about it here:
http://www.healthline.com/symptom/ascites
They can't find any reason that she developed it and her liver tests so far have come back fine (no cancer and nothing alarming on her general blood tests). They did a mini biopsy on the liver and came back with nothing.
They ran another set of tests and we get the results next Wednesday but the more I read, the more i have to give in to the fact that the cause is almost meaningless. They aren't going to be able to make it go away and while she's still content, she's got a stomach the size of a basketball. They're going to offer me more surgery Weds but she was shaking the last time she was in there. Unless they can somehow cure her and get her back to normal (seemingly impossible given her condition), I'm going to start to make arrangements for somebody to come to the house to KILL her (heaven forbid I should say put her to sleep) in the next few weeks/months (as soon as she appears distressed/down). I'm NOT going to be one of those people that goes to the Drs. office, walks in "the door" sad and comes out alone crying. No fucking thank you. She'll be put down in her own house, in her own bed and that's just god damn that.
I KNEW she'd break my heart one day.
That and despite surviving an abscess a couple of weeks ago, my dog has developed a condition that will likely kill her. You can read about it here:
http://www.healthline.com/symptom/ascites
They can't find any reason that she developed it and her liver tests so far have come back fine (no cancer and nothing alarming on her general blood tests). They did a mini biopsy on the liver and came back with nothing.
They ran another set of tests and we get the results next Wednesday but the more I read, the more i have to give in to the fact that the cause is almost meaningless. They aren't going to be able to make it go away and while she's still content, she's got a stomach the size of a basketball. They're going to offer me more surgery Weds but she was shaking the last time she was in there. Unless they can somehow cure her and get her back to normal (seemingly impossible given her condition), I'm going to start to make arrangements for somebody to come to the house to KILL her (heaven forbid I should say put her to sleep) in the next few weeks/months (as soon as she appears distressed/down). I'm NOT going to be one of those people that goes to the Drs. office, walks in "the door" sad and comes out alone crying. No fucking thank you. She'll be put down in her own house, in her own bed and that's just god damn that.
I KNEW she'd break my heart one day.
Commando Cunt Queen