Something fishy part...who can keep track?

We have had a goldfish for 9 years.  Seriously.  Read this This fish used to be called Esmerelda, but somewhere over the years, her named changed to Dorothy.  The kids claim it was never Esmerelda, but I know it was.  I've had this fish longer than I've had 3 of my 4 kids. 

I am terrible about changing the water. 
We go out of town and don't feed it for days. 
We do nothing to nurture this poor- not so little- fish.
And yet, she won't die. 

The other day I came home and saw her swimming sideways. 
Then on the bottom. 
Then sideways on the bottom. 
Oh man, it was over.  I texted Jeramy and he said, "Yeah, she wasn't looking so good this morning."  And then he says, "It might just be swim bladder." And sends me a link about fish getting swim bladder.  I write back, "OR, it could be that this fish is really old and just needs to die."  He tells me to change the water. 
I don't do it.
I look at my dinner menu...fettuccine and fish.  Too soon.  Change that to burritos.  
I post on facebook that this is the end of our fish...or maybe I'm jumping the gun like last time.

I take Macie to gymnastics and come home to see that Jeramy changed the water.
And the fish is fine. 

It's been a week and that darn thing is doing just fine. 
Yup.
Never going to die.