This last past week is something I don't want to re-live anytime soon. It was a very tiring, straining week in so many ways.
Monday - Tuesday: Nothing I can remember, but yet again - my brain is in a fog today.
Wednesday: Had to go over Jacob's IEP at school. I don't know why I push for "services" since they can only offer him around 30 minutes (if that) per week! After the meeting, I was getting ready to leave for work. That is when Jacob's teacher brought him to me to show me he broke his front tooth, almost in half. Jacob claims he was running in the gym, racing a friend, and ran into the wall. Doesn't that kid know that there are "walls" inside?!?!?! I had to cancel work and take him to the dentist. The dentist was able to reconstruct his front tooth and it looks good.
Thursday: I don't remember what I did in the morning, but in the afternoon was Jacob's neurofeedback at noon and then later it was Austin's golf lesson and Emily had to be dressed and in make-up for her ballet pictures. Ok, it was raining and I had to transport three kids and making sure Emily's still looked good from school (yep, that is where I got her ready) to the dance studio in the rain. I think we managed it - her photos turned out nice.
Friday: Not a good day. We noticed Thursday night that Molly was just not feeling her feisty self. I called in the morning to make an appointment to get her in. Molly's breathing was labored, she threw up a couple of times and wasn't eating. The only time I could get her in was at 4pm - I took the appointment. I kept an eye on Molly thru-out the day. She would walk outside, occasionally, and even would follow me to the bedroom when I headed back there to fold laundry. Anyway, at 4pm I took her to the vet.
Molly was examined. The vet said she wasn't in good shape, although the first x-ray looked good. She suggested they keep her to put her on fluids and keep a closer eye on her. I was hesitate, because the last time I left my pup at the vet (Duncan in November 2007), he never came home. I didn't want to, but finally agreed to allow her to stay for the night.
Saturday: I dropped Emily off at the "A Beautiful Me" meeting (to build self-esteem) at the library. On my way home, I received a phone call from the vet. Molly wasn't improving and the second set of x-rays showed a shadow around her liver. Her blood work looked good, except for a couple elevated liver enzymes. The vet said she strongly felt it was cancer (if I remember right, she said 98% sure) and we needed to do exploratory surgery. After I got home, we took Jacob and Austin up to the vet to see Molly. Molly wanted to go home SO bad - she lead Austin to the door for him to open it. We stayed about 20 minutes and then had to leave to pick up Emily.
That afternoon I had to take Austin to his first golf tournament. He played awesome, I played not so good. I haven't played golf in YEARS and my mind was so heavy with worry with Molly. After the tournament, we headed to my parents home for a couple of hours so Austin could visit with his "Amah".
Sunday: Not a good day. I pushed myself to get up and get going, instead of wallowing in self pity. It was Church day, but between it being Stake Conference (Jacob doesn't do well with schedule change) and with Molly going in for surgery at 11am, I just could go anywhere. I did have to go to the dance studio to buy tickets for Emily's recitial this month and order Emily's birthday cake (cause I didn't do that on Friday or Saturday). Right after I left the dance studio, I received the dreaded phone call from the vet.
The vet was right, Molly did have cancer. She had cancer thru her entire stomach lining (stomach cancer) and then it spread to her liver, lymph nodes and spleen. Molly's stomach was rock hard from the cancer and in great pain. The saddest news is, there is nothing that could be done to save my precious baby! I requested to the vet that I wanted Molly awake, so we could say our good-byes. Debbie came up and we took all the kids, Kenny included, to say goodbye to Molly. Molly was still trying to be the brave, feisty girl and refused to lay down - and this was after she had major surgery!!!
We took our time saying good-bye to Molly. Even though Molly was deaf, I think she knew that we loved her, will greatly miss her and we did NOT want to do this. Everyone left the room, except for Molly, the vet and me. The injection was given and my sweet girl left this Earth while laying in my arms.
Monday: Today is Emily's 9th birthday and I am trying to get thru it. I am going to cancel work and try to make this a good birthday for my daughter, despite our pain.
Molly: Molly will be missed. I have no one to follow me around the house; dig up moles; dig holes in the yard; protecting the kids; laying on the rug in the kitchen while I cook dinner - and the list goes on. She came into our lives right after Scott and I were married. She was with us at the condo, then onto the Sterling Heights house and now to our current home. For the last 11-1/2 years, Molly was part of our daily life and now she is gone. I don't know how I am going to get thru today.
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