Several people have inquired about our dog Cadance. I haven't posted any updates because I have spent
the last week trying to process the ordeal.
Cadance was David's service dog that was given to us almost 5 years
ago. Two weeks ago Cadance started
vomiting and showing signs of heart failure.
We took her into the emergency vet and they found a mass near her heart
that was causing the sack around her heart to fill with blood. This is what was causing her to go into
heart failure.
The next day we had her transferred to Cobblestone Veterinary
Care. The family vet was able to find a
mass in her Spline. They biobased the
mass and we anxiously waited for the results.
The biopsy results confirmed that what our fur baby was struggling to
overcome was in fact incurable Cancer.
Over the next week we spent quality time with her. We knew her time on this earth would be
limited, but we did not know if that would mean days or months.
The following Monday (May 2nd) I got a text from my
brother that Cadance had began to vomit again.
I must have instinctively know that the time to say goodbye was drawing
near, because it felt like that text ripped my heart out. I kept my composure through our staff meeting
and then rushed home to see what was going on with her.
I called Brian and we decided to get her to the vet. Shortly after arriving an ultrasound
confirmed that the sack around her heart was filling with blood again. It was then that I realized I was going to
have to make decision. The vet offered
two options. The first option was to
attempt to remove the blood from the sack surrounding her heart again or the
lay her to rest. An Onocologist had
looked at her scans and gave her no more than a month to live. Ultimately our dog had a terminal illness and
all I could do is either prolog her death or let her go peacefully. After selfishly watching my father battle for
his life, I knew I needed to be selfless in this decision, and that I had to
decide what was best for Cadance.
That was one of the most traumatic decisions I have ever
had to make. I held her in my arms until
she took her last breath. I weeped as I
thanked her for her service and apologized for my shortcomings. I am so grateful for Brian Daugherty, Shelley
Daugherty, and Mom for holding my hand through this process. I could not have done it alone.
Through it all, I realize how valuable life is and how
important it is to cherish every precious moment you have (even on days that
life hurts or your heart aches). It's
been rough, I've been angry, I've been
sad, I have felt tired, and overwhelmed,
but I still stand firm knowing our breakthrough is just around the corner. I will not allow Satan to win this one. Ultimately I know that this is just a test
and there's no way I can fail the test when I have chosen to learn from the
master of instructors.
So if you notice I am pulling away, distant, or different
in any way please understand that we are grieving. We have had to face a tremendous amount of loss
this year and although I know God is in control, earthly matters still hurt my
human heart.