Feb 17, 2010 22:04
Sometimes I think there is no break from pain.
I'm constantly reeling from it...loss, heartbreak..
Tomorrow morning we are taking my 8 year old boxer to be put to sleep. We could have done it tonight, but chose to let him have one more night- to let the kids spend some time with him...to say goodbye.
He had a lump on his throat- we figured they'd test it, and do treatment from there...turns out it is too much- his body is eaten up...he is anemic and bleeding somewhere inside...who knows how long? He is always so sweet- if he was in pain, he his it well. Always loving, always wanting to be obedient.
They said he would not survive a biopsy- and that at this point he was really too bad off to even try to consider treatment of any kind.
Oh...those words that rang in my ears One year ago...with Dad. "It would be best to let him go".
It's like a double blow...dad's one year anniversary coinciding with Hazard's being put to sleep....I wonder how much more I can deal with. This is so hard...It will take time to get used to coming home and not seeing him. Just when I was finally starting to deal with not seeing Dad.
*sigh*