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13 Jul 2017
I only had him for a year and 11 months but the loss of my sweet boy Helix hurts as if I've had him my entire life. I see him napping in all of his favorite spots, on my bed, by the window watching the birds, on the chair by the computer. I hear him shuffling along the floor chasing a toy, I hear the soft jingling of him eating the food out of his glass bowl. As I open the front door, I see him run up to greet me and hear him purr as I scratch under his chin.
But of course this is all in my mind.
Helix was suddenly taken from me and I don't know why. I feel as though I am being punished for something. We were happy, he was fine, and then he was snatched out of my hands and out of my life.
I blame myself for getting so attached to him. For preferring his company over the majority of humans in my life. I relied on him too much for my own happiness. I think that's what makes this so hard.
I blame myself for not being able to pay for his medical expenses. Although the blood transfusion was more than unlikely to save his life, I feel so guilty for not being able to afford to try. Did I fail him? I don't know.
I kept him as comfortable as I could in the end. He couldn't move but he found a way to curl up next to my chest for the last time, only for a few seconds, and let me hear him purr.
I tried to move him to my room so we could be together for his last hours but my presence seemed to cause him more distress. I went to sleep. I woke up. And he was gone.
I knew it was coming. I had told him how much I loved him and begged him not to fight anymore. I begged him to let go and promised him I would be okay. I begged him not to leave me on the inside.
I kissed his face and thanked him for bringing me so much joy.
I drove his body to my parents house and buried him under the bird feeder. My mom promises that she will check on him everyday and say hello for me.
I ask myself, is all of this heartache worth it? Worth the time I had with him. It hurts so much I want to say no. But it was. The time I had with him is worth every tear.
6 Jul 2017
Hello,
My name is Heather and I have a 2 year old kitty, Helix. From 6 months of age he has been struggling with asthma, which we have maintained using a steroid, Prednisone. Last Friday 6/30, he took a sudden turn and fell extremely ill. The vet couldn't even get enough blood for a panel to test. He was diagnosed with autoimmune hemolytic anemia based on his symptoms and a low PVC (14%). We were told he wouldn't make it through the night. Five days later he is still here. He is eating drinking and using bathroom on his own, but we are still battling his severe anemia. He is on antibiotics just in case it was an infection that caused it and on a higher dose of steroid. I am begging for any advice, any insight, anything really about what to do. We have been feeding him liver and bone marrow stock. What else can we do? Please help me get my best friend back to me!
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