So, they left the room and I'm sitting there crying and asking God to help me get over myself and have the strength to let her go 'cause I can't imagine how I'm going to help her and care for her properly when I have my own physical challenges and I'm getting ready for a surgery in a couple of weeks. The bad things just seemed so much heavier than the good things. I do not want her to be in pain.
Then the vet who works there that I know, came into the room and sat beside me. He is the one who offered to take Tink when I'm in hospital. He said that his wife - who is Barb - Tink's tech at hospital want to take over Tink's care until I come home and am well enough to take care of her myself.
So that was the answer from God that I needed. I was ready to let her go but not willingly. Now I can rest assured she will be in a loving home and have excellent care until I am well enough. Barb wants her clothes so she can keep her dressed.
I can go visit whenever I want.
So, I told the vet that I want to keep her and try whatever we need to do to help her. We will have to take it a day at a time because if her seizures become unmanageable then the story is finished. But if they get them undercontrol and her liver is working sufficiently then I think we have a chance. We're still going day to day, but now I feel much better about it and I think there is some hope for her.
Thank you for reading this long long post but I needed to tell someone and get it all off my chest. All my friends are out of town this weekend. Of all times! But it's OK. We're manageing and things will be good. Please continue your prayers, we still need them.