#and i know for a fact im dehydrated because the nausea isnt the only thing im dealing with. fml

[rabbithaver]

i am soooo nauseated and i have like no energy at all fucking christ

[the-antagonistic-bad-guy]

TW: BLOOD/GORE MENTIONED

so the scariest fucking thing happened to me yesterday, i woke up from a nap to basically a murder scene out in the hallway and kitchen/living room and my dog no where to be found so of course i panic so fucking hard im essentially shaking and to the point of sobbing and trying to find her, well she hears my panic and because shes such a good fucking girl came to check up on me despite the fact she was in pain vomiting and sh*tting blood. she tried to crawl under my bed again and lay down but i grabbed her and held her while my partner went to wake his parents (who adore this dog mind you, to them she is their granddog and they will do anything for her) and because it was sunday our usual vet wasnt open and the emergency clinic closest to my house wasnt taking any patients because the vet had called out for a family emergency. (im still pissed off at the company for only having one vet at an EMERGENCY vet hospital but i dont blame the workers/vet there since they have no control over it) so we have to go to one farther out which was essentially a thirty minute drive and these people make us wait for four fucking hours in a hot parking lot with a dog who needs to be hydrated.

luckily my dog is the sweetest and fucking best girl in the world so she waited like a champ and drank some water we found in the car (it was only opened a day or two prior but never fully drank) the first time she tried she immediately vomited it back up but the second time she held it down and got a bit of her energy back and when they finally took her they asked us over 400$ up front for just a diagnostic, money we did not have with us at that current moment. so in the end we told them just to give her fluids and anti-nausea and we’d take her home for the night and take her to our normal vet in the morning because i could not trust these people with her especially after the wait (which they told us only three dogs were ahead of us and they took SIX families before they even talked to us) and the reviews on the place where mostly terrible (im exaggerating a tiny bit it was almost 50/50 between 5 stars and 1 but still) and so they gave us her back with a fluid bubble under her skin to help the dehydration a little told us that what she would need was food (we read the discharge papers and it told us she wasnt allowed food for 6 hours) and then told us theyd go grab the discharge papers (we waited 15 mins before my MIL decided to go inside and get them) we paid for everything and then we left.

i had cried so much, i even cried out of pure relief seeing my dog again that when i finally calmed down my eyes stung and i had the worse kind of headache but i was just so happy to have my baby back. she did so fucking well during the night too, she drank a lot of water when we got home and held it down all throughout the night and this dog, being the best fucking girl got up three times to be taken outside even though she basically had no control over her bowels (she didnt make it the first time but she tried to hard to warn us she needed to go) and this is a dog that was leaking blood from both ends still trying not to go in the house because she tries so fucking hard to be a good girl and everytime she has an accident she gets so fucking upset and embarrassed because she wants to be good. well after she settled into her little den i made for her in the floor so she’d be elevated and covered to keep her temperature up, i made a nest for myself right beside her on the floor and we both passed out around 2 almost 3 in the morning. my MIL comes and wakes me up at 7 and we pile into the car and take her straight to her normal vet, and that’s where she is now. they told us that theyd give us a call later and that we’d most likely be seeing them again around 4-4:30 and the relief i felt knowing she was in safe hands, with people i trust and people who adore her and give her so much love when we come by even for just normal check ups was the best feeling i could have after the past 19 hours.

ive decided not to talk to my family about it atm since i know that itll only bring out really negative emotions and that isnt what i need right now but i just had to talk to someone, anyone, and the tumblr void seemed to be the best bet because this post will most likely disappear within said void. i know my mom will try to make me feel better but her relationship/view of death itself makes me extremely uncomfortable and her morbid way of trying to cheer me up is again, not something i need right now.

finally i just want to say my dog did her very fucking best to be a good girl and she ended up being the best girl. she is quite literally the best dog i could have ever asked for. i love her so much and she is the best