Note: Today is July 15, 2014… deleted the original post scheduled for today (the one written 100 days ago) and wrote this one yesterday, July 14.
(photo: 7am Sunday, July 13, 2014, Estero, Florida)
Forty-eight hours ago we arrived at the Sanibel Island beachfront cottage. Annual Summer tradition officially begun. A 25-year old tradition.
Forty hours ago, felt two peach sized lumps – one on each side of Cooper’s throat.
Googled Sanibel emergency Vets.
It was 10pm Saturday night. We are four hours from Orlando.
Found and called the closest option.
Other than some drooling during the day we arrived Cooper had not demonstrating anything unusual.
Thirty-two hours ago Cooper and I drove an hour to arrive Sunday morning at 7am.
His blood work showed virtually all his white blood cells were gone.
The next 26 hours were focused on three things. Breaking his 105.5 fever. Antibiotics. IV fluids.
His fever never broke.
Six hours ago, Cooper stopped breathing and was immediately intubated.
Moments later his heart stopped.
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Jeff,
Bless your heart…know I am praying for you and your family. I know Cooper was family to you…I remember when you went to bring him home as a puppy.
My heart so goes out to you, Cheryl, and Chapin.
I am praying for you.
Bob
Thank you Bob.
Focusing on the great memories and the privilege to have had four wonderful years together.
Jeff, I am so sorry. Cooper was basically still a puppy to me. I do remember when you went to get him and bring him home, it seems like yesterday. This is so very sad. Prayers for all of you as you grieve your loss.
Thank you Donna.
It all happened within 24 hours.
It is quiet here.
OMG, Jeff! I just read this….. I am SO sorry! My heart breaks for you, Cheryl and Chapin. Cooper was so very lucky to have the three of you as his family.
Thank you Lorie. We are stunned.