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The past few hours have been a bit of a downward spiral that just seems to be getting worse. We took our dog in to the emergency vet tonight. We're waiting for answers, I'm having a hard time focusing on anything really. In a silly way I wonder if this is like some cosmic joke I'm just never meant to understand. It's like every time I try to just keep pushing forward, I'm tested again and again. I tried to change my mindset, stay positive and it feels like I’m getting beat down harder and harder for even trying to. This year has been rough on everyone but everyone has their limits and I wasn't already at a great spot. We were supposed to move, settle someplace nice, go to school, maybe start a little family. Instead, we get burned savings, a burned state, dead family members, friends lost, and it's just getting tiresome to slap on this healthy “I've got this, the world may be burning but I'll keep trudging through mentality” It’ll push me one step closer to that edge, I swear to whatever thing is up there, if this stupid loveable goofball of a dog dies tonight, what little hope and spirit I have will die with him. My wife loves this dog. He's her emotional support animal, he helps her get through some days. He and our little senior help get us out of bed in the morning. Real talk? If anything happened to our dogs or especially my wife. Well, that'll be it. I'll throw up everything I have to post and call it. But for now? We'll spend the money we really don't have to keep Jax alive. I'm frustrated and just really needed to vent. I'm tired but can't sleep because well, we really just need answers to if he's going to be okay. I'm sorry if this woke anyone. Stay safe out there.
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Update (2 hours later):
So we have him back, he had x-rays done, cross referenced by a specialist(but haven't heard from them), given an injection of fluids into his shoulder tissue to counteract any dehydration he might have had from the retching/choking/vomiting. We were given multiple medications to give him, one to help GI ulcerations, and another for vomiting/nausea(it's so late I can't tell if I spelled that right). Anyway, we're out over eight hundred dollars but Jax is alive and looking like he is going to be okay. We still haven't heard back from the specialist, but can expect a call from them in the morning for further instruction. Either way, we'll be keeping a close eye on the turd. I'll still be working on things as usual, so you'll be seeing some stuff in the coming days. Thanks for sticking it out with me so far, everyone. I'm gonna crash now. Stay safe and have a good night.