Story of my Dog - Pickles on the night of 8/27

Man, having a bad day means you don't just run into one sticky situation. All the bad shit in the world comes flying at you. Let me recap what happened tonight. I work all day, goto class at night, got home at 830 pm, and right away, I noticed this funny smell in my apartment. It turns out Pickles puked, pooped, peed all over his crate. He got terribly sick. The poor dog had his nose pushed right up against the crate door and was trying to get some fresh air. Half his body was covered in the dirty gooey mess.I take him out, and he immediately shakes his body and shit-sprays the wall, floor, and the door. So I give him a quick bath, takr him out to potty, and he starts to shit blood. like drops and drops and drops of thick blood. I freak out. I proceed to go home, clean him up further, clean my apartment, and took him to a medical emergency clinic.Well, he will be hooked up to an IV all night, and I am short of $550. Tomorrow morning, Im going to take him to the hospital, where he has a medical insurance plan, and pay for a complete comprehensive exam to see what happened. Stay tuned for the final bill.Surprisingly, I am not upset about my wallet. i just hope my baby puppy is gonna be okay. Anyways, now I feel waes of nausea, hunger, headache. I think my adrenaline rush is over, and my body is crashing. No wonder parents get worried sick about their child. if you owe a pet, you'll know this feeling. Pickles already pawed his way into my heart, and i just hope hes alright there.

8/29 update:The doctors ran a whole gammack of tests on Pickles, from Giardia, to radiograph, and everything came back negative. So the theory is that, he most likely ate something bad that gave him digestive problems and made him poop frequently. Because his body is so tiny, the organs are a lot more fragile, and he must've torn some blood vessel with the constant diarrhea. So now he is on what's called "systematic medication", hahaha... four bottles, one pill, one tablet, and two liquids. Last night his poop finally turned back to the healthy greenish-yellow color, and no more blood coming out. But this morning at 340am he vomitted again, and was crying a little bit. I cleaned it up, gave him some vomit medication, and he is okay so far. I guess dogs get sick just like us, it takes a lot of time, love, and care from the patient's caretakers to make him feel better, and lift his spirits up again. I think he's going to be strictly an "apartment dog" for the next couple weeks. No dog park, no stray food, no treats except the prescription dog food he got. Oh, and lots of hugs and kisses from me. =)