I can’t sleep.
I’m actually scared to go to sleep.
I took Chewy to get an ultrasound today.
They think he has cancer.
The report comes back as early as tomorrow.
I pray to the Lord above that it’s not.
To hear that word again I literally had a flashback from the last time my momma was told she had cancer again.
I literally had that same feelings.
Chewy synced to me.
He follows me everywhere.
He is more like my emotional support dog. As well as I am his emotional support human aka mom.
Now all I can think about is having to make that decision. 😩
So now I just laying here watching him sleep on his bed next to me.
I tried to just take pictures of him and he wasn’t feeling it.
I gave him his meds to hopefully help him with any pain he has.
I gave him a little of his cbd too.
But one thing I will say is I am ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY tired of CANCER!
It is growing like weeds in my family.
I can’t lose my Chewy right now. He’s just 9 years old!
I love this dog with all my heart, body, and soul. I will be even more lost without him!
I know we all aren’t promised eternity. Nor are dogs promised a longer lifespan but they sure as fuck deserve more than this!
My heart is broken … 💔
