This all happened so fast. I figured out she had a cancerous tumor about 2 weeks ago, and now I believe she's in the early stages of dying. Her "stools" are literally just pure blood at this point. She can't eat without vomiting. Even if she doesn't eat, which she hasn't been, she still vomits. The sad thing is, I know she still has an appetite because she tries begging for my food. She's just not herself and it's breaking me to see her like this. She still gets excited whenever I bring her leash out though. She somehow has the energy to go on walks. She still loves sitting in the frontyard. It's the little positive things that make me question if I'm doing the right thing by putting her down.
Not to mention, my Dad passed due to cancer 2 years ago when I was 18. She was the only one who made living bearable at that point in time. She was there for me through some of the hardest moments in my life. She's my bestfriend. I feel like I'm reliving what happened to my Dad all over again. She's way too young, just like my Dad was. She's dying from cancer, just like my Dad was. She's slowly becoming a shell of herself, just like my Dad was. It's just so painful to watch and know that there's nothing that I can do. Also, my relationship with death is not the best, as my Dad passed during the pandemic. My family and I had to watch him die behind a glass wall. He died a painful death to say the least. It all just scares me and I'm so conflicted on what's right and what's wrong. Any advice helps.
Not to mention, my Dad passed due to cancer 2 years ago when I was 18. She was the only one who made living bearable at that point in time. She was there for me through some of the hardest moments in my life. She's my bestfriend. I feel like I'm reliving what happened to my Dad all over again. She's way too young, just like my Dad was. She's dying from cancer, just like my Dad was. She's slowly becoming a shell of herself, just like my Dad was. It's just so painful to watch and know that there's nothing that I can do. Also, my relationship with death is not the best, as my Dad passed during the pandemic. My family and I had to watch him die behind a glass wall. He died a painful death to say the least. It all just scares me and I'm so conflicted on what's right and what's wrong. Any advice helps.