yesterday while at work (i work in med-surg), out of the blue our 17 year old dog had a grand mal seizure. His quality of life was already going down hill, i already knew his time was limited, and we didn’t want him to go through that again, and new seizures in old dogs often means a brain tumor, so we decided to put him down right after i left work.

I honestly probably process loss more intensely than “normal”. I also truly loved this dog more than most people i know aside from my partner and close family. I’ve been excessively crying, and when i found out the news at work i had to have help from my charge most the shift because i couldn’t stop crying.

I luckily have today and tomorrow off but work Fri-Sun. I feel like if anyone’s even relatively mean to me I’ll start sobbing. And i don’t know how to keep my mind off of it. Let alone pay attention at work with this heavy on my mind. Any memory of him sends me into a crying spell.