Some of you likely remember me talking about MY baby, MY Maxx, the one and only best dog in the world, who frankly was like my baby, I always tried to give him all the very best, cared for him the way many of you would only care for a child.
A little over 2 months ago Maxx suddenly started crying out when we touched his sides, so I took him right to the Drs who said its likely a back injury. At the time this made perfect sense as we had our Nephew here for summer break who slept in a high bed and hardwood floors in the room so Maxx hurting himself jumping off there made sense to me.
Week by week would pass and Maxx would just cry our LOUD whenever you touched him, I went back received diff meds each & every week, done Xray's, Ultrasound, anything the Dr wanted to check I did, was it my baby and I wanted only the best for him and a speedy recovery.
Little over a week ago, I have had it and drove him to another Vet because of the 2 day weekend my dog all the sudden over night looked as if he swallowed a basketball, which about more then tripled his size.
This other Dr immediately canceled all his appointments after he did a Ultrasound on Maxx, said we needed to open his belly up and release a LOT liquid that's blowing up his belly like this. Maxx was cut open from the rip bone down to his private parts and therefore had to stay at the hospital over night. They also took a biopsy while they had him open.
Dr told me they drained 2lbs of liquid (out of a 18lbs dog), that his entire inside of the belly was totally inflamed and the fat parts between the organs were rock solid hard.
From there on we had him on heavy pain meds (called oxycotton) and waited one week for the biopsy results.
When they came in and the Dr called us all I really heard was finale stages of cancer and euthanize....
That was last Fri, the Thurs just before that I had taken him in to get his belly drained AGAIN as it build up fluids again VERY fast and this time they drained a little OVER 2lbs (from a 18lbs dog).
By Saturday Maxxy already did very bad again and his belly was very bad again, he started to not wanting to eat which worried me even more cause he's diabetic. So Saturday my hubby and I decided to get out and do all his favorite things with him like car rides the lake etc.
Sunday morning he was very weak, despite him having had 3 oxycotten pills before lunch it seemed like they didn't do nothing. I layed in bed next to him comforting and talking to him all day until he looked at me this one certain way.....
He looked at me with these painful, no more cheerful eyes, saying "Mom please helps me it hurts sooo bad"
So I called my husband and the Dr and we drove Maxx in for a emergency and I held him, I held him so hard and never wanted to let him go and I felt the life slip out of him when the Dr put the needle in his arm.
I miss him sooo much and it hurts so bad, I tell myself he's at peace now and happy and its selfish I know but I want him back home, he's never been gone away from my over night in all the years...Its ripping my heart apart.
This Sunday, Sep 5th 2010 @ 4PM my beloved baby boy of 7yrs was called home