How To Go On... Options

[Meadowlark]

My beloved Gina left us two days ago on Sunday, November 27th, 2011.
There is no words to accurately describe what my husband & I are going through at this time. I feel like my life is empty.

She was 12 years old, and was plagued with medical problems since the day we adopted her from a shelter I worked at in July 2007.
We thought she had a seizure last weekend (she was epileptic), but a few days later she was having trouble getting a deep breath.
It turned out that what she had had was a heart attack, and had developed severe heart disease. We were absolutely shocked.
She had fluid in her lungs. The only treatment for that would have been the extreme opposite of the treatment that she was undergoing for her severe kidney disease.
We had been giving her sub-q fluids every day for a long time now, but in the end it was speeding up the process of her failing heart.
And we had no idea. Her vet had heard a small murmur months ago, but every time we went back (which was sadly very often), she never heard it again.

In the end, there was nothing we could do. Her kidneys were already considered to be in total failure for a long time. Her levels were over triple the normal levels.

She had developed a few behavioral changes in the last few months of her life. Chewing on our arms & crying, like she was trying to tell us something. No vet or animal
behaviorist could explain that other than dementia. It was still so painful to see her so sad & confused at times. She never hurt us though. She just seemed so desperate at times. It broke our hearts.

I feel guilty because I wanted her to pass away in the comfort of our home & I didn't give that to her. She died in an animal hospital. A cold animal hospital with smells of rubbing alcohol & fear, surrounded by sterile metal objects. No warmth. The only thing we could give her in her last moment was our presence & love, and a fleece blanket she loved.

I keep seeing her fade away after they injected the sedative & then the poison. I feel like I failed her somehow, having her put to sleep.
That day we had planned on taking her home & having her euthanized the next day, so that we could have one more night together.
But when they brought her into the room to see us, it seemed she was already partially checked out. She always gave us kisses, she would actually lick our cheeks like a dog might. And she managed on that day to give my husband and I each a kiss on the cheek. And a part of me thought if she could do that we should bring her home.
But deep in my heart, I feel that it was her way of saying that it was okay, that she was tired but still loved us enough to gather the strength to give us one last kiss. But sometimes I feel like we should have had one more night. I'm so confused...

I don't know who I am not having her in my life. Everything reminds me of her.

The windows still have nose smudges from her that I can't bear to wipe away.

She always preferred drinking from a human glass, so we always had one on our living room coffee table.

We always kept a chair in front of our bed so she would have an easier time getting up & down.

Her window perch, where she most loved to sleep, is still up. It's unbearable to think about taking it down, but it's also unbearable to look at.
It still has her fur on it.

I'm still finding fur on the floor & my clothing, and pieces of litter throughout our apartment.

I feel lost without caring for her, giving her meals, and medicines & fluids.

I'm still doing things out of habit like making sure the bedroom door is open enough for her to get in & out of.

When I open the blinds I always make sure the cord is tucked away so that she couldn't hurt herself with it.

Not seeing her food bowls in the entryway, or her litterbox. There is no too much space without all of her stuff.

Everything reminds me of her absence.

I can't stop picturing her last moment. I keep counting the hours, days she's been gone.

My husband and I keep thinking that we see her in the corner of our eyes, but then realize it's only something else. And our hearts break all the more.

She's never coming back & I don't know how handle this. She was my best friend & soul mate.

I wish that I believed in an afterlife so that I know that she would be there waiting for me when I died,
and that she would be free of her problems...no more kidney or heart disease, no more epilepsy, no more anemia, she would no longer be deaf. She would have all of the yummy food that she wanted, as opposed to her strict k/d diet. She wouldn't have to be poked with needles every day. She would just be joyful. And that's what she was here. She was pure joy & unconditional love.

[Meadowlark]

Hermy's Mommy & Corinnajane,

Thank you for your condolences. Day to day functioning is happening, I'm just not finding a lot of happiness and joy in things these days....there is a song called “Time to Say Goodbye” and the beginning lyrics really strike my heart.
“When I'm alone I dream of the horizon and words fail me.
There is no light in a room where there is no sun
and there is no sun if you're not here with me, with me.”

Beautiful & heartbreaking.

Hermy's Mommy, thank you for reminding me that my feelings are natural. I tend to judge my feelings too much (a bad habit of mine). I hope that eventually they will fade, and I will only be left with the facts & that I'll be able to face the facts & reality & accept it and move on, not forgetting her. Only remembering her with a smile & maybe tears in my eyes as opposed to sobbing all of the time when I think of her. I also didn't think it was natural to backtrack, but thank you for reminding me that it's okay. I feel like it comes in waves...

Corinnajane, she did have amazing presence. Thanks. Later on, when I'm feeling less sad & depressed about her passing I would like to add some sillier pictures of her. Her tongue would stick out sometimes and we were always taking photos of her doing it. Quite silly. But she still had presence. Just silly presence at the time.

Again, I am so thankful to have you all help me in this sad and confusing journey. I can only hope that someday I will be able to do the same with others in this forum.

~*Meadowlark.

[kitkatjp]

Dear Meadowlark,
I lost by 16.5 year old baby the day after Thanksgiving and this board was the only place I could find people that were feeling what I was going through. Being single with no children myself I understand how you feel. The lonleness is hard as she was also the only pet that I ever had. I had this overhwhelming guilt for a week and would just cry myself to sleep. Its gotten a bit better but I still go home and expect to see her at my front door waiting for me when I go in. I started volunteering at a no kill cat shelter that is in my neighborhood this past weekend and it has help my immensly. The volunteers and their stories of their loss, and being around other kitties and feeling like I am helping them in some way has put a smile on my face for the first time in 2 weeks. I am finally starting to realize that I did what was best for her and I gave her an amazing life for over 16 years. I will keep you in my thoughts and my prayers!
Kathryn

Hermy's Mommy & Corinnajane,

Thank you for your condolences. Day to day functioning is happening, I'm just not finding a lot of happiness and joy in things these days....there is a song called “Time to Say Goodbye” and the beginning lyrics really strike my heart.
“When I'm alone I dream of the horizon and words fail me.
There is no light in a room where there is no sun
and there is no sun if you're not here with me, with me.”

Beautiful & heartbreaking.

Hermy's Mommy, thank you for reminding me that my feelings are natural. I tend to judge my feelings too much (a bad habit of mine). I hope that eventually they will fade, and I will only be left with the facts & that I'll be able to face the facts & reality & accept it and move on, not forgetting her. Only remembering her with a smile & maybe tears in my eyes as opposed to sobbing all of the time when I think of her. I also didn't think it was natural to backtrack, but thank you for reminding me that it's okay. I feel like it comes in waves...

Corinnajane, she did have amazing presence. Thanks. Later on, when I'm feeling less sad & depressed about her passing I would like to add some sillier pictures of her. Her tongue would stick out sometimes and we were always taking photos of her doing it. Quite silly. But she still had presence. Just silly presence at the time.

Again, I am so thankful to have you all help me in this sad and confusing journey. I can only hope that someday I will be able to do the same with others in this forum.

~*Meadowlark.