|My Scotty has his angel wings
. . . .
Rainbow Bridge - December 19, 2006
Here's Scotty and my youngest son, Casey as babies in July 1993.
You can see why we fell in love with this pup from the moment we saw
He has always been the most gentle and loving soul.
|He was diagnosed with diabetes in December of 2005. At first I thought
it pretty much was a death sentence. I couldn't imagine how we would handle
this with our family's activities.
A time schedule?
How are we going to be there to give him a shot at a specified time?
We managed. If it meant leaving one of my kid's sports to drive 40
minutes home, take care of Scotty and then drive back. I did it.
Scotty started out on Vetsulin. We tried it for about 6 months. We could
just not get him regulated on it. He would never be good for long. We'd
raise the dose, he'd be good maybe 10 days, then start drinking and peeing
again. No matter what dose he was on he always seemed like such a zombie
for most of the day. He had lost quality of life.
I was fortunate to find this group in May of 2006. Thank heaven for
all of you. I started to truly understand diabetes and what was happening.
After hearing about nph from several of you, I decided to switch him to
it. Within 3 weeks, Scotty was regulated. He was like a pup running around
and playing again. Happy! He was totally new, and we were happy.
Then in November, right before Thanksgiving, Scotty was getting sick.
Coughing and gagging a lot. We took him in to the vets. At that time one
of his lungs was not working, and the other not well. The vet saw something
on the x-ray that appeared to be a tumor in his medial stinum. Gave us
meds and we were to return in 2 weeks for a check up. On November 20 we
took him back and he said both lungs were working now, but not well. Changed
antibiotics and we were to continue the Theophylline for a month and then
return for another chest x-ray. Well the antibiotic made him terribly ill,
so we switched that again. He started to cough a little more and instead
of waiting I took him back on December 13 for another check. The vet listened
to his lungs and again said this is not good. His heart didn't sound good
either. He was in congestive heart failure. He gave me Lasix and said he
would call me in 48 hours. Well on Friday, December 15 when the vet called
he wanted me to bring him back in. The lungs were actually moving air in
and out, however his heart, spleen, and liver were all so enlarged they
looked ready to burst. Also, there was still that shape in the stinum area
showing up on the x-ray. No wonder there was no more eating. Too much pressure
on the stomach for one, and the other reason was the stomach was no longer
in the place it should be. The liver had pushed it way out of place. He
said he was dying, and he didn't know if he would have 6 days or 6 months.
He said to bring him in on Monday the 18 and he would do an echocardiogram.
However, on Sunday he stopped eating altogether. Casey kept telling me
"mom, we need to get him to eat something". We knew his time was coming
fast. Much faster than we were prepared. I took him in for his echo on
Monday mostly so that the vet could see him and maybe do something to make
him more comfortable. He wasn't able to eat and had stopped drinking. He
would look at his dish, but he just couldn't eat. One last attempt to save
my beloved boy. Scotty has been sick and at death's door before.
I've always been able to make him better. Not this time.
Scotty on December 14, 2006. Yes just days ago. Out walking in the
Scotty opening his last Christmas present on Sunday, December 17, 2006.
Scotty Mueller-Gentle Loving Soul
|On Monday night at 7:00 pm he got up started walking more, and looked
better. A little stronger. He went and got a big drink of water and looked
at his food dish. We thought good, he looks like maybe he could eat. Instead
he started walking to go outside and got violently ill. Throwing up and
diarrhea, and then he just collapsed. I knew something terrible had just
happened inside him. It's as if something burst. I cleaned him up
and put him on the couch by me, and we all cuddled him. He seemed very
content by us. He got up several more times to go out but he did less walking
now. He would just lay down outside. At 5:18 this morning he got up and
I carried him down by my husband Daniel. That was always the way with Scotty
in the morning. He would get up with Daniel and then when he left for work
he would come back to bed by me. So Daniel brought him back up by me when
he left. I heard a noise at 5:48 and grabbed tissues thinking maybe he
had thrown up, and instead he was breathing his last breath. My most beloved
Scotty was gone.
July 9, 1993-December 19, 2006
May he walk among the clouds.
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