The Last Couple Of Months Have Been A Nightmare

I just came across this thread tonight....and I have read each and every post...waiting until the end so that I could add a suggestion or two....

I can't believe the ending here....I was not ready for it. I thought I would read good suggestions that helped...I wanted to add some.  

I am so very truely sorry Jules, and I am sitting here crying for you and Mack. It kind of reminds me of my Bubblegum..... my heart dog that I lost coming up on a year now....I still miss her with everything I have.   She developed a neurological illness called Myasthenia Gravis and Megaesophagus...which is just a terrble illness.  We don''t know why.....things just happen.

 For sure you had to let Mack go....you did everything and in the end Mack is well and happy now...be at peace with yourself for doing everything right. 

I'm so sorry and sad..  Run free Mack, no more pain ever again.  We understand how hard this was and you are in my thoughts and prayers.

Thanks for letting us know, Callie.

calliecritturs

That vet did ONE test to try to determine if Mack had *any* liver function at all and to see if there was anything that could be done. 

I gotta admit this was *my* anger talking here -- this vet knew immediately how sick this dog was, and I think it was pretty apparent what likely direction was germaine to take.  He didn't present her with a laundry list of "tests" that all *had* to be done.  Nope -- this guy used his eyes and sense and literally with one test had it figured.  

A bunch of people have responded so I didn't want to "change" my post.  I just wanted it to be clear I wasn't criticizing in any way, shape or form here --  what a sad sad day for Julie and her family.  Mack hurts no more ...

It makes me angry too Callie, but mainly I feel really sad to hear the outcome for Julie and Mack. What a tough journey this has been and as we know all too well, sometimes all the love in the world just can't work the magic needed. It wasn't for a lack of trying though and Mack is free from pain tonight.

Run free Mack

I want to express my deepest gratitude to everyone here, thankyou so much for all the advice and support.  Thankyou to Callie who has been a guiding soul and an unflinching supporter everytime I picked up the phone.

 This wasn't the miracle I was desperately hoping for.  This was a different kind of miracle; a miracle of the heart.  I held my dog so tightly, my heart had to grow to let go.  My greedy heart.  I hung on as long as I could, even as Mack's body cooled on the tile floor.  He was done with his body before I was.

It seemed like I was at the vet's office for only an hour or so, but I was really there for about three hours.  I could feel Callie 'out there', I was glad I had the presence of mind to bring her number with me.  I sat on the floor with Mack while we waited for the test result and called Callie.  I was a mess and she talked and talked, anchoring me so I could make good decisions when the vet came back.

Spoke with the vet, then the tech.  More with the vet, and then the final conclusion.  All the while, my dog trembled in pain.  Under the harsh lights he looks worse than he did at home.  My hanging on is keeping him suffering and I can't let this go on. 

I was nose to nose with Mack; I stroked his head, his ears and his fur.  I kissed him and told him I loved him.  I placed one hand over his heart and told him Mack is a good dog and then his heart stopped.  The vet told me very softly that he was gone and they left me alone.  I cried, I swore, and I wanted to yell.  I watched all the scarlet coloring leave his skin. 

I called in sick for the first time in years while I drove home.  I cried and I swore some more.

I broke the news to my kids and they cried their hearts out.  We've talked about Mack all weekend and his lead and collar hang by the kitchen door. 

Mack is with my first kitty and my first dog, and Callie's guiding critters that have since passed.  He's in good company.  I imagine my Grandma's arm might be getting tired from throwing his frisbee.

I think this next weekend we are going to have a Thanksgiving Dinner.  We are greatful for what we had and what we have. 

julesmac8

Mack is with my first kitty and my first dog, and Callie's guiding critters that have since passed.  He's in good company.  I imagine my Grandma's arm might be getting tired from throwing his frisbee.

I think this next weekend we are going to have a Thanksgiving Dinner.  We are greatful for what we had and what we have. 

It's a wonderful thing to realize this at this time.

Peace!

Julie, you and your family have my prayers. Run free and painless Mack. 

 *hugs* again, Jules

 i am so very sorry for your loss! what an unexpectedly sad ending...

run free mack!