SherAlana
06-25-2006, 02:02 AM
I posted on the forum last week about how after a bath I noticed small, pin point hemmorages on my little girls ears. I took her to the vet and was told not to worry, it was probably where her quills had poked through her ears, causing an irritation. I knew something was wrong in my gut, I took her to work with me every night since last Friday, and she seemed to get better for a day or two, however, I came home from a visit to my parents last night, and I noticed strange behavior from her. She was walking without fear while the lights were on in the room, walking, not running. She stumbled over things, and could not seemed to get in her pouch. I was instantly worried and took her to work with me again in the morning. By the time I got to the Emergency clinic I work at, she was vomiting green bile, her gums were white, and her skin was very yellow, her eyes were glassy, she was cold, and would not curl, even though you could tell she wanted too. We took radiographs, and the DVM thought it was either a foreign object blocking the gastric track or cancer. Nazomi quickly went downhill despite our efforts of fluids, heat, and drugs. We were about to take blood and prepare for an emergency exploritory when she passed away in the oxygen tank. Later on that night when we were not busy my favorite oncology doctor performed the necropsy. my baby, only a year and six months old, was riddled with cancer. Her liver was 4X the size it should have been, her spleen was 3X larger than it was suppose to be, She had a huge mass on her lower intestine, she had mets sprinkled across her lungs, and nodgles on both liver, kidney, and spleen. It saddens me that with the whole animal emergency care specialist at my fingertips, I could not have saved my little girl. The doctor took aspirates, since we could no longer take biopsies, and she told me she would let me know what kind of cancer Nazomi had tomorrow morning at work. I only had this girl in my life for a year, and she was definately my favorite. Irronically, she died the same day as my dog, who I put to sleep just 30 days prior due to a growing brain tumor. Two of my bestfriends gone, just 30 days apart. A loss is a loss I say, please pray for her safe trip over the rainbow and I hope her last minutes on earth were not in pain.
Sherrice
Sherrice