This boy is feeling much better today. Two nights ago was the worst he endured in his 12 years. After throwing up twice, he was in so much pain he could not sit, and stood for a total of 6 hours.

I don’t know if it was the lack of sleep the last few days or the heartbreak but when I walked into the vet in the morning I just burst out crying. Fortunately the doctor made a concoction of meds (gastric, anti nausea, anti inflammatory) which worked like a charm. But he can no longer take sub cut fluid as his arteries are too shrunk. We got him on IV drips and he started feeling much better again.

Later today we will get his full blood works profile. Internal testing showed infection. Very much hoping it’s an isolated infection and we can find an antidote.

But he is already at his end-stage. We will be focusing on palliative care moving forward.

The brain understands but the heart is hurting.

All I know is, I won’t put him through endless hospitalisation torture. He will do everything he loves for as long as he can. And I will find ways to keep his hospitalisation on a need-base only. When its time to say goodbye, I'd let him do it at his own terms.

I’m about to wake him up for his morning sunshine. He slept so well last night - baby steps but with endless gratitude for yet another day with my happy boy ❤️