A few days ago, my dog of almost 10 years, Alex, started violently puking. He had diarrhea, couldn't hold in his pee, and stopped eating and drinking. The next day he calmed down and was doing better. Then as I was in my room (upstairs) putting some clothes away, he tried to come up the stairs to see me because he follows me everywhere. Half way up he started panting heavily and before he made in my room, he slumped over and fainted but with his eyes wise open. He was also heaving, like he couldn't breathe. He then snapped out of it but proceeded to puke again. A little while later, when he wasn't getting any better, my father and I took him to the emergency vet. They did a blood test (everything came back pretty much normal, nothing that really concerned them) and gave him an anti-nausia injection and some fluids since he was decently dehydrated. Today, my mother and I took him to our regular vet and they did some X-Ray's and looked at his blood results. They found his heart is enlarged and has fluid built up around it. He's on medications now and is doing a lot better, but he's old, about 12/13 and I don't know how to handle this. He's my first ever pet, he's my family, and there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that he is not my soul mate. We were fated but now he's dying and I'm so scared. What do I do. I don't know what I expect from posting this, I just needed to tell someone. I love him so much. I think there's some comfort in knowing I'm only mortal, that I will die someday because then we can be together again. Thanks for listening. Also sorry for so many pictures of him. He is my beautiful, beautiful boy. [link] [comments] |