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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0tgSKoLFNBI
#SAVEENZOSBRAIN
I hate typing this for many reasons. As many of you know, Enzo is suffering from severe neurological problems that no one seems to be able to solve, and he needs more testing, including an MRI. On Saturday (18th), Enzo and I came in from the heat, and I sat on the floor next to him, where we both eventually fell asleep like the little spoon, big spoon!
I wake when I feel Enzo's body jerking. At first, I thought he was dreaming and running in his sleep but almost instantly recognized the violent seizure he endured for the next 4 minutes. I thought he was dying in front of me. His eyes glazed over and dried up, his breathing coming in halted, choked gasps while the white foam is pillowing out his clenched jaw. The seizure ends, and Enzo is silent, his body and breathing still for a brief moment that felt like an eternity before he took a sharp, deep breath in, then blowing it out involuntarily, making his cheeks flutter as foam spits out through his mouth.
By now, I have called the vet. I'm standing almost frozen, watching him waiting for him to wake up and snap out of this. But he doesn't quite come around, so I load Enzo up in the car and speed to the emergency vet. I arrive at the hospital and call as instructed to check in over the phone. A vet tech comes to the car and takes my dog inside, telling me they will call me later! About an hour later, my phone rings with a stumped vet who tells me aside from being chubby; she can't figure out what is wrong. Enzo stays at the hospital to complete more testing. None of them providing any answers. The next step is to get a $2,500 MRI.
I've spent nearly $2,500 in the last week, but I am running out of immediate money to use. I'm looking at a possible $6,000 more in treatments at the 3rd animal hospital in one week, with the possibility of more treatments or surgery if needed. There are things I can do and will do to make sure Enzo's treatments get paid. I am looking into selling my motorcycles and anything else around the house that I can, but it's not an instant income.
I am anticipating the high end of the MRI and surgery. I also took into consideration the 2.9% GoFundMe takes from the transaction. Any money that is left over will go to local shelters, rescues, animal hospitals, and homeless dogs.
You may be asking why I don't have access to such a small amount. To be honest, it's embarrassing, but a lot has happened to bring us to where we are today from the unexpected death of my husband followed by my MIL stealing all my property which leads to a 9-month legal fight that cost me more money than I make in an entire year. During that time, Enzo and I were homeless for a short period until my parents opened their doors to us. Then I had to have back surgery. Shortly after surgery, it was the death of my mom, followed by my dad having a heart attack right in front of me then hospitalized in the ICU for nearly a month after having open-heart surgery. Then add in me falling into a diabetic coma and being hospitalized in ICU with a severe infection in my heart, causing me to be out of work for months. Those things take a financial toll on oneself, not to mention the emotional toll it brings is humongous! After all of that, Covid takes center stage! Like many of you experienced, I was out of work and out of money.
So now that I have shared the crazy life I have been living the last two years, I hope it sheds a little light as to why a grown woman is asking for help to pay part of her dog's vet bills. I am desperate to save Enzo. I need this dog to be a part of my life for as long as possible.
If you can help, I will be humbled and forever grateful for your donation. If you can't afford to help, please don't. I will also accept prayers, good vibes, and friendly support.
Enzo is the reason my life has continued to exist. He saves me in more ways than one. As a person with type 1 diabetes, Enzo trained to sense my insulin levels and has saved my life multiple times. Enzo has even adopted my dad and become his unofficial service dog and is proud to have already saved his life at least once!
My friends know Enzo as "Enzo, the kickass dog," he has been through hell and back with me and has never let me down. I have to repay him for that gift and give him a chance to continue to live a great life. We have lost enough already, we are asking for just one year without losing someone we love. If that is the only thing that happens next in my life, I will be genuinely grateful.
-Enzo's Momma
I hate typing this for many reasons. As many of you know, Enzo is suffering from severe neurological problems that no one seems to be able to solve, and he needs more testing, including an MRI. On Saturday (18th), Enzo and I came in from the heat, and I sat on the floor next to him, where we both eventually fell asleep like the little spoon, big spoon!
I wake when I feel Enzo's body jerking. At first, I thought he was dreaming and running in his sleep but almost instantly recognized the violent seizure he endured for the next 4 minutes. I thought he was dying in front of me. His eyes glazed over and dried up, his breathing coming in halted, choked gasps while the white foam is pillowing out his clenched jaw. The seizure ends, and Enzo is silent, his body and breathing still for a brief moment that felt like an eternity before he took a sharp, deep breath in, then blowing it out involuntarily, making his cheeks flutter as foam spits out through his mouth.
By now, I have called the vet. I'm standing almost frozen, watching him waiting for him to wake up and snap out of this. But he doesn't quite come around, so I load Enzo up in the car and speed to the emergency vet. I arrive at the hospital and call as instructed to check in over the phone. A vet tech comes to the car and takes my dog inside, telling me they will call me later! About an hour later, my phone rings with a stumped vet who tells me aside from being chubby; she can't figure out what is wrong. Enzo stays at the hospital to complete more testing. None of them providing any answers. The next step is to get a $2,500 MRI.
I've spent nearly $2,500 in the last week, but I am running out of immediate money to use. I'm looking at a possible $6,000 more in treatments at the 3rd animal hospital in one week, with the possibility of more treatments or surgery if needed. There are things I can do and will do to make sure Enzo's treatments get paid. I am looking into selling my motorcycles and anything else around the house that I can, but it's not an instant income.
I am anticipating the high end of the MRI and surgery. I also took into consideration the 2.9% GoFundMe takes from the transaction. Any money that is left over will go to local shelters, rescues, animal hospitals, and homeless dogs.
You may be asking why I don't have access to such a small amount. To be honest, it's embarrassing, but a lot has happened to bring us to where we are today from the unexpected death of my husband followed by my MIL stealing all my property which leads to a 9-month legal fight that cost me more money than I make in an entire year. During that time, Enzo and I were homeless for a short period until my parents opened their doors to us. Then I had to have back surgery. Shortly after surgery, it was the death of my mom, followed by my dad having a heart attack right in front of me then hospitalized in the ICU for nearly a month after having open-heart surgery. Then add in me falling into a diabetic coma and being hospitalized in ICU with a severe infection in my heart, causing me to be out of work for months. Those things take a financial toll on oneself, not to mention the emotional toll it brings is humongous! After all of that, Covid takes center stage! Like many of you experienced, I was out of work and out of money.
So now that I have shared the crazy life I have been living the last two years, I hope it sheds a little light as to why a grown woman is asking for help to pay part of her dog's vet bills. I am desperate to save Enzo. I need this dog to be a part of my life for as long as possible.
If you can help, I will be humbled and forever grateful for your donation. If you can't afford to help, please don't. I will also accept prayers, good vibes, and friendly support.
Enzo is the reason my life has continued to exist. He saves me in more ways than one. As a person with type 1 diabetes, Enzo trained to sense my insulin levels and has saved my life multiple times. Enzo has even adopted my dad and become his unofficial service dog and is proud to have already saved his life at least once!
My friends know Enzo as "Enzo, the kickass dog," he has been through hell and back with me and has never let me down. I have to repay him for that gift and give him a chance to continue to live a great life. We have lost enough already, we are asking for just one year without losing someone we love. If that is the only thing that happens next in my life, I will be genuinely grateful.
-Enzo's Momma
