Diesel needs his Power


Hi my name is Diesel and my parents came across me on craigslist, bc they were looking for another family member. Dad worked night shift as he is a police officer and mom would get a little scared at night. I was the chunkiest and had the biggest paws of the bunch. I am a Cane Corso Mastiff mixed so I had to be the biggest. My Dad Jay picked me from the bunch and cuddled me right away. I dug my paws into him and knew I was going to hang on for dear life. He then handed me to my mom Lily, which was eyeing another male from the bunch, but knew I had to get into her arms now! As soon as she held me I fell in love and so did she. She tried to put me down and I thought, " oh heck no woman you are taking me home". I then dug my claws into her and got stuck to her shirt! I heard her say, " oh buddy you love me already, great because you will be my new bestfriend". I knew my plan would work!

I am now 9 months old and still in my prime, but something terrible has been going on with me. I started feeling sick one day and decided to chill out on my daily routine of taunting the ducks and chickens, scouting for dead souvenirs or even alive ones like the wild rabbits. On September 27, 2016 my parents took me to the this place where there were a bunch of souvenirs I could've brought home and this weird human that was wearing this long white blanket that kept trying to run all these tests on me. I believe her name was Vet. I had a urine test and Xrays were taken of me, bc I could no longer walk. I had a temp of 105.0*, but not like the raging fever of 107.2* that I had on Monday October 3rd. I got sent home with these nasty treats that were called antibiotics and steriods.
A few days went by and my condition got worse. Mom and dad now had to carry me around and I kept going to the bathroom on myself. I hadn't eaten in a couple of days and couldn't even drink water. I would hear mom and dad cry, bc they said they wanted to know what was wrong with me.

On September 30th we were back at the Vet's place. I got poked with this thorn that apparently had more steriods and antibiotics. I got sent home again and said I would be back to normal. Nothing changed.

Monday October 3rd rolled around and I was feeling really bad. I had to be sent to the Emergency VCA . This is when I had my fever at 107.2*. You should've seen the face on mom and dad! Dr. Head explained to my parents that he believed I had Panostetis ( a conditon that is growing pains) which cause me not to really move around. He recommended a vet to my parents to take me to. Wow so many Vets, I thought there was just one! I liked Dr. Head though, he gave me these good painkillers that numbed the pain.
Thursday October 6th I met with Dr, Clark, she was really nice and gave me cheese! She was recommended to be the best of the best. She took more xrays on me and did a bunch of tests. She came to find out that I didn't have growing pains. She explained to my parents that what I have is very rare and I need to have an MRI, CT Scan and tissue sampling of me. As she couldn't find any disease or condition that would fit me.She couldn't do these tests on me, because I need to go to a Internal Medicine Specialist now. Now that is big money that we are talking about that my parents dont have. She estimated these tests start around $5,000+. My parents have spent almost $1500 on me in less than 2 weeks. I feel bad for feeling sick, but I can't help it.

I was sent home with more medications that make me feel yucky. I use to weigh 95lbs and in two weeks I am now at 68lbs. I need help and want to get better. I want this fever to go away and I want to be able to walk/run again. Especially to be able to swim again! Gosh I love the lake! I am still mentally here, but my body doesn't want to move. My parents love me so much and want the best for me, but I know with all those treats she has bought me in the past we are low on funds. I want to be cured and live up to 1,000 of years. Just kidding I just want to chase those ducks and chicken again. I don't want to be put where I hide my bones. Any donation will help me and I promise to be a good boy for now on.

I am struggling to stand up here, but I was trying to use the rr.