Gizzy's blood test results

What a day we have had. Without going into too much detail, I'm wiped out...physically and emotionally. Between my noisy neighbor not letting me sleep last night, having night mares and Gizzy having the smelly sqirts on top of everything else that's wrong with him, I got hardly any sleep last night. I had to get up at 5:30 am to be at the Vet's at 7:30 am for Gizzy's X-ray and blood work. I took Weezie for company, only she needed another immunization and her anal glands extracted (which she didn't enjoy.) While Gizzy waited in his holding cell, I drove to McDonald's for coffee and a breakfast muffin, then stopped at the city park with Weezie to walk around since we had so much time to kill and it was too far for me to drive home and back again  - what a depressing place that park was (after seeing all that pretty nature right here.) It didn't help me walking Weezie without Gizzy, giving me a taste of what life will be like when he's gone...I wondered if I'll ever be able to feel that big love for another dog that I have for my little boy. He's been my constant companion for 11 years. He moved from CA to GA with me and has been there for me like no other. I will miss him deeply.

After the Vet did Gizzy's chest x-ray, he showed me how much his heart has increased in size since February which is why he's wheezing and coughing...he told me to call him back in the evening for the blood test results.

We didn't get back home till 1 pm and then had to wait for the test results. The Vet called me an hour ago informing me that Gizzy has kidney disease. His kidney functions are 2 1/2 times higher than they should be, which explains him drinking so much water. He decided to not change Gizzy's heart medication, but instead concentrate on the kidneys for now. He is putting him on K/D Science Diet (food for kidney failure) and a supplement called Epakitin, a powder I mix in with his food. I'll have to pick that up tomorrow morning at his Nashville clinic, which is just 22 miles from here, not 47.

Of course, the Vet didn't tell me how much time we have left, but he did say that Gizzy is 14 and there's just so much we can expect. I hope that the special food and medication will help him feel better and that we can enjoy each other for as long as we are given. My life will be empty without him, that's for sure, no matter how many other pets I get. He is and always will be my special boy and of course, there will never, ever be another Gizzy with the fly-away ears!