Fuck me this was a day I did not expect
I was hoping it was just going to be a normal fucking vet appointment for her but turns out her heart is so fucking big and she's got blood going into her lungs. Something about heart failure.
So that's not great... She's the only lady that puts up with my shit no matter what I pull. Even still, you always know the day is going to come where you will probably outlive them so I've always had that in the back of my head. Not really keeping my distance because of that but not getting as close as some people get to their pets. Self-preservation and what not. And she's 11, so I'm not under any illusions that she's going to live forever
But I really thought she was fine... And I have this terrible thought in the back of my head that won't stop why do they even treat heart failure in pets? That's absurd. That makes me feel a little heartless.
So I figured she had around 4 years but the vet said about less than a year if the meds that we try work
I guess we'll see. Listening to a vet talk makes me want to claw out my eyes.
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