We joined this forum many many years ago when it first started up. We were a huge part in helping it become what it is today. You can find Vegas on the welcome page.
At 10 months old, Vegas was diagnosed with idiopathic epilepsy. You can search and find his story here ( http://www.englishbulldognews.com/forums/your-bulldog-s-health/54866-vegas-story-life-epilepsy.html ) or read our blog. He fought so hard and he always bounced back. Vegas celebrated his 11th birthday on 8/4/18. He had a good day, eating ice cream and playing outside. Around this time we started visiting the ER almost weekly.
On 7/29/18 he tore his eyelid in the corner and it wouldnāt stop bleeding. I honestly donāt know how it happened... we took him in and instead of stitches, we opted for ointment and close monitoring.
On 8/11/18 Vegas started shivering and breathing heavy. I covered him up and even after an hour he was still cold. I scooped him up (which he doesnāt like) and loaded him into the truck. They triaged him in the car and decided he was critical enough to bypass the 3 hour ER wait. I donāt know what was done, but several hours later we walked out with all symptoms resolved. All elevated when admitted, his heart rate, temperature and breathing all returned to normal.
On 8/13/18 we took him to his normal vet. He had some sort of scab on his belly (I thought it was from a procedure done during the 8/11 exam, I remember holding Kleenex to his belly as we were waiting for test results) that was still bleeding. They ended up applying glue to it.
9/2/18 we returned to the ER with a cut lip that wouldnāt stop. They applied glue to that.
9/5/18 Vegas was very unsettled in his play area. Usually during the day he sleeps non stop. On this day he moved. Not getting up and moving... more like an unsettled toss and turn. That evening I was talking to a friend in South Africa and I was telling him how Vegasās exhaled breath was actually cold. That he was shivering and that I had him wrapped in my electric blanket to warm him up. 45 minutes later he finally stopped. (I believe this is the day that the tumor ruptured)
9/9/18 Vegas would not eat or take his meds. He wasnāt wanting to get up. He was shivering and very lethargic. We took him to a different ER and within minutes we were told that he had a large tumor on his spleen that ruptured and he was slowly bleeding to death. Hemangiosarcoma.
I will spare you the details... he didnāt come home with us that day. He took his last breath about 1:20 that afternoon.
I canāt tell you how painful it is to lose him. He was such a huge part of our life. When you have a special needs furkid, you design your life around them. Every waking moment was about him.
The pain is unbearable.
I could talk hours and hours about him. Show you video after video of him (heās appeared on Americaās Funniest Home Videos) Heās appeared on our local news, he has a YouTube channel, he has a FB video thatās gone viral and he has his own greeting card line. He was an inspiration to many. My heart physically hurts. There is no pain greater than losing a loved one so tragically. Absolutely no time to say goodbye. My husband told me I was screaming āIām so sorryā over and over as he took his last breath.
Now the healing begins. At least that is what Iām told.
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At 10 months old, Vegas was diagnosed with idiopathic epilepsy. You can search and find his story here ( http://www.englishbulldognews.com/forums/your-bulldog-s-health/54866-vegas-story-life-epilepsy.html ) or read our blog. He fought so hard and he always bounced back. Vegas celebrated his 11th birthday on 8/4/18. He had a good day, eating ice cream and playing outside. Around this time we started visiting the ER almost weekly.
On 7/29/18 he tore his eyelid in the corner and it wouldnāt stop bleeding. I honestly donāt know how it happened... we took him in and instead of stitches, we opted for ointment and close monitoring.
On 8/11/18 Vegas started shivering and breathing heavy. I covered him up and even after an hour he was still cold. I scooped him up (which he doesnāt like) and loaded him into the truck. They triaged him in the car and decided he was critical enough to bypass the 3 hour ER wait. I donāt know what was done, but several hours later we walked out with all symptoms resolved. All elevated when admitted, his heart rate, temperature and breathing all returned to normal.
On 8/13/18 we took him to his normal vet. He had some sort of scab on his belly (I thought it was from a procedure done during the 8/11 exam, I remember holding Kleenex to his belly as we were waiting for test results) that was still bleeding. They ended up applying glue to it.
9/2/18 we returned to the ER with a cut lip that wouldnāt stop. They applied glue to that.
9/5/18 Vegas was very unsettled in his play area. Usually during the day he sleeps non stop. On this day he moved. Not getting up and moving... more like an unsettled toss and turn. That evening I was talking to a friend in South Africa and I was telling him how Vegasās exhaled breath was actually cold. That he was shivering and that I had him wrapped in my electric blanket to warm him up. 45 minutes later he finally stopped. (I believe this is the day that the tumor ruptured)
9/9/18 Vegas would not eat or take his meds. He wasnāt wanting to get up. He was shivering and very lethargic. We took him to a different ER and within minutes we were told that he had a large tumor on his spleen that ruptured and he was slowly bleeding to death. Hemangiosarcoma.
I will spare you the details... he didnāt come home with us that day. He took his last breath about 1:20 that afternoon.
I canāt tell you how painful it is to lose him. He was such a huge part of our life. When you have a special needs furkid, you design your life around them. Every waking moment was about him.
The pain is unbearable.
I could talk hours and hours about him. Show you video after video of him (heās appeared on Americaās Funniest Home Videos) Heās appeared on our local news, he has a YouTube channel, he has a FB video thatās gone viral and he has his own greeting card line. He was an inspiration to many. My heart physically hurts. There is no pain greater than losing a loved one so tragically. Absolutely no time to say goodbye. My husband told me I was screaming āIām so sorryā over and over as he took his last breath.
Now the healing begins. At least that is what Iām told.
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