Tuesday, June 8, 2010

ONE MORE DAY AT LEAST

Well, guess who just lapped, albeit very slowly, half a bowl of water? She then, with tail down looking wistful, asked for the morning ball toss. I just gave it a gentle toss and she went to it and looked at it then wandered off to her morning pee place. One more toss which she approached with listless wagging, looked at it and came back but ate one of yesterday's treats. I'd say she's a bit better but still has taken a turn for the worse. Today is surgery day for the vet so I'll ask to bring her in this afternoon.

When DH was dying of lung cancer, a brutal way to go, his liver was also failing and the oncologist told him that the liver failure was a much easier way to go. In his case, sadly, while his state of liver failure was advanced he succumbed to the lung first. However, the oncologist did say that with all that toxicity in the system there is often a period of mental confusion that occurs. Perhaps that's what's going on here.

Sorry, that's pretty gruesome but that's where my attention is at the moment. The worst sign is the drooping tail. That is so unlike her.

BEE and FRAN, your advice is sound. I have a garage full of stuff in boxes and as soon as the quilt rush is over I'm going to work on that.

Jane

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