I carried her into the vet, they got me right in, and EVEN THEN, I was thinking about taking her out of there. The vet and a tech came in first, and gave her a pain shot, which actually made her feel a lot better and sheliterally got up and was walking around and sniffing things, something I hadn’t seen in weeks. And I thought, well, if all she needs is pain meds I can do that at home. The vet the said, if she has stopped eating and is throwing up she won’t keep it down. I then offered to give her a shot every day, still being very selfish, and the vet said "even though it would help Daisy, one day very soon, her legs are going to break, and no amount of what we give her it won't fix it.
After the vet left I asked the tech to take a picture of Daisy and I together. He said he would do it but I had to do it fast because he didn't want her to think of her body as OK, since she wasn't feeling pain or feeling ill and hurt herself. He also said the Vet was coming back shortly and that after the picture, to make sure I started saying goodbye. Daisy couldn’t focus no matter how many times he called her and he said it was because the meds were kicking in and making her a little out of it. Due to the hurriedness of his job, and the fact that Daisy was not able to focus, He then click the camera button, sat the camera down on the chair next to my purse. I knew it wasn't going to be long before she was put to sleep. I never understood why vets or even us humans say put to “Sleep”. They never say kill, or death or to “help them die”. When a human dies, that’s it. We say, they’re dead or they’ve died or they were killed. We never say, they were put to sleep. I realized that is where the whole “Rainbow Bridge poem" came from. (See below).