The results are in...

Today at 10.30 I called my VET and asked if there was news on Daisy's blood results. But he hadn't gotten them back yet. But he promised to call me back if he had gotten them till noon. But this being a Saturday there was a possibility that I might not get them at all today. I had noticed a difference in Daisy. She no longer seemed to care about going out. Out of the door she just peed on the sidewalk and peed. Then wanted to turn around to head back in. I did her make to walk at least a couple of steps. But then I turned around since she no longer cared about her surroundings. So I headed back to my place and Daisy found herself a place in the living room. I pretty much knew at some level at this time, that this is probably the final stage and that I will have to make a decision to let her go pretty soon.
Daisy was doing OK. Yes she was throwing up here and there, but nothing major like the last night. The only think I noticed around 4 pm was getting more restless. Shortly after that my phone rang and it was my VET. HE is really an awesome guy. He went in his free time back to his VET facility to check on the Daisy's result. And the news is all bad.
Daisy's blood sugar is above 750. That's beyond bad. Her kidneys have completely shut down. Her suprarenal glands are barely functioning. And her liver is starting to shut down. All that together makes her throw up. At this point there is so much wrong with her that with meds alone there's nothing that can be done. Putting her in intensive care would just be prolonging the inevitable and actually be cruel. And he did offer me to come down with her and have her put to sleep right away. But I just couldn't. I hadn't properly said good bye to her. My head was there already, but my heart wasn't. My VET offered me that I could call him during the weekend to have Daisy put to sleep. I spent the next 2 hours crying about it and spent lots of time comforting and petting my poor old girl. Then I called the VET back and told him that I really needed this one night with her and we set up an appointment for 2 pm the next day to have Daisy put to sleep. I emailed my Ex the bad news since I really didn't want him to find out via Facebook. And of course I would be there during the entire procedure. Not an appointment I was looking forward to.