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Skipping one beer or morning coffee can help me pay for my precious baby's life saving surgery to fix her incredibly rare portosystemic shunt and stop her hepatic encephalopathy (her liver is sending toxic chemicals to her brain, causing brain damage, seizures)
Hello! My name is Alex, I am a UC Berkeley Alumni and a first year graduate student at the University of Tennessee, and I am trying to raise money for my beautiful baby girl Molly to have surgery to save her heart, liver, and brain on December 4th.
In Kindergarten I was blessed with a Bichon Frise (due to my hypoallergenic need) that I, in my six year old power, named Emily. For twelve years of my life, my heart belonged exclusively to my Emily. Tragically and unexpectedly my first year of college, Emily passed away almost to this very day three days ago. This was the single most traumatic experience in my life as Emily was my world.
I had been missing my true love, my best furry friend, for three years. God finally blessed me with the opportunity to adopt a baby Bichon Frise due to my living conditions after I moved across the country to Tennessee.
On October 15, 2015, I adopted my precious Molly Mae, named after my childhood hero Molly Weasley. She is my angel and my absolute world. Furthermore, she is my therapy dog as I suffer from a number of anxiety disorders. Molly has alleviated my anxiety and provided me with the unconditional love I need.
For the past few days, I noticed Molly becoming more and more lethargic, but I was afraid my anxiety disorder was causing me to be paranoid, so I wrote it off as being a side effect of heart worm medication.
On November 4th, 2015, I noticed Molly seemed more lethargic and less responsive than her usual, peppy-fun self. Furthermore, she normally responds to food like me at In-N-Out Burger. I became immediately concerned when she didn't come running out for dinner, and could hardly stomach her food. I called my friend to come check on her to make sure I wasn't being paranoid. After she got off work, she drove over and I took her into my room, where Molly and I had been all day. She confirmed my worst fears; Molly seemed unusual, she didn't greet her at the door with her usual wag and smile, she couldn't support her head when she tried to move it, and she would become unconscious. I made the executive decision to take her to the University of Tennessee Veterinary Emergency Room.
After extensive waiting and tests and being told a list of possible causes (including toxins, which I am hypervigillant as due to my OCD) I was forced to hospitalize my precious pooch. I could iot sleep the entire night and I received phone calls her condition was worsening, as well as negative test results that seemed to raise more questions than answer.
First thing in the morning, I was called to the hospital because the vet informed me Molly had taken a turn for the worse and they would need to keep her longer than expected. I arrived at the hospital, petrified, and was taken to an isolation room. As soon as I entered the room, Molly immediately perked up and was so happy to see me, the vet was incredibly encouraged (she also has a powerful response to Taylor Swift--video to follow) He said it had been years since he saw a puppy have such a powerful response to her owner.
After many tests, it turns out, Molly has an extra main vein in her liver that prevents ammonia from being broken down, and furthermore redirects the ammonia to her brain, which has been killing her and inducing seizures. The surgery is going to be very expensive and as a graduate student working her way to pay out-of-state tuition and rent, I simply cannot afford it. If anything happens to Molly, I would be absolutely devastated. I cannot afford the surgery without the help of this community. I will be forever indebted for saving my forever friend. Please consider donating even just $1, anything would help her get the best care possible.
I honestly cannot express how appreciative I am for your donation to save her life. Without this surgery, she will die. A financial peace of mind would work wonders for this process.
Blessings and thank you for caring,
Alex
Hello! My name is Alex, I am a UC Berkeley Alumni and a first year graduate student at the University of Tennessee, and I am trying to raise money for my beautiful baby girl Molly to have surgery to save her heart, liver, and brain on December 4th.
In Kindergarten I was blessed with a Bichon Frise (due to my hypoallergenic need) that I, in my six year old power, named Emily. For twelve years of my life, my heart belonged exclusively to my Emily. Tragically and unexpectedly my first year of college, Emily passed away almost to this very day three days ago. This was the single most traumatic experience in my life as Emily was my world.
I had been missing my true love, my best furry friend, for three years. God finally blessed me with the opportunity to adopt a baby Bichon Frise due to my living conditions after I moved across the country to Tennessee.
On October 15, 2015, I adopted my precious Molly Mae, named after my childhood hero Molly Weasley. She is my angel and my absolute world. Furthermore, she is my therapy dog as I suffer from a number of anxiety disorders. Molly has alleviated my anxiety and provided me with the unconditional love I need.
For the past few days, I noticed Molly becoming more and more lethargic, but I was afraid my anxiety disorder was causing me to be paranoid, so I wrote it off as being a side effect of heart worm medication.
On November 4th, 2015, I noticed Molly seemed more lethargic and less responsive than her usual, peppy-fun self. Furthermore, she normally responds to food like me at In-N-Out Burger. I became immediately concerned when she didn't come running out for dinner, and could hardly stomach her food. I called my friend to come check on her to make sure I wasn't being paranoid. After she got off work, she drove over and I took her into my room, where Molly and I had been all day. She confirmed my worst fears; Molly seemed unusual, she didn't greet her at the door with her usual wag and smile, she couldn't support her head when she tried to move it, and she would become unconscious. I made the executive decision to take her to the University of Tennessee Veterinary Emergency Room.
After extensive waiting and tests and being told a list of possible causes (including toxins, which I am hypervigillant as due to my OCD) I was forced to hospitalize my precious pooch. I could iot sleep the entire night and I received phone calls her condition was worsening, as well as negative test results that seemed to raise more questions than answer.
First thing in the morning, I was called to the hospital because the vet informed me Molly had taken a turn for the worse and they would need to keep her longer than expected. I arrived at the hospital, petrified, and was taken to an isolation room. As soon as I entered the room, Molly immediately perked up and was so happy to see me, the vet was incredibly encouraged (she also has a powerful response to Taylor Swift--video to follow) He said it had been years since he saw a puppy have such a powerful response to her owner.
After many tests, it turns out, Molly has an extra main vein in her liver that prevents ammonia from being broken down, and furthermore redirects the ammonia to her brain, which has been killing her and inducing seizures. The surgery is going to be very expensive and as a graduate student working her way to pay out-of-state tuition and rent, I simply cannot afford it. If anything happens to Molly, I would be absolutely devastated. I cannot afford the surgery without the help of this community. I will be forever indebted for saving my forever friend. Please consider donating even just $1, anything would help her get the best care possible.
I honestly cannot express how appreciative I am for your donation to save her life. Without this surgery, she will die. A financial peace of mind would work wonders for this process.
Blessings and thank you for caring,
Alex