My Beloved Noah Options

[moon_beam]

At 1:52 a.m. I received a call from Noah's overnight physician from the ER hospital. A "quick" ultrasound was done on Noah at some point after I left visiting him, and fluid was found in his abdomen. A sample of the fluid was taken which showed definite bacteria - - which means something in my precious Noah's abdomen was perforated or leaking. This is always considered a surgical emergency, which I approved.

At 2:20 a.m. the surgeon called me to let me know that there was nothing she could do for my precious Noah. His stomach had ruptured from multiple tumors and there was nothing but dead tissue in place of his stomach. The only thing that could be done for him was to mercifully transition him from this earthly realm. She agreed that she could keep Noah comfortable under anesthesia until I arrived to be with him when the drugs were administered. I arrived at the hospital around 3:20 a.m., and around 3:30 a.m. Noah joined his beautiful sibling baby sister Abbygayle and adopted big kitty brother Eli in heaven's perfect garden.

Needless to say my heart is aching right now and the tears are flowing, but there are so many things I am thankful for - - one of them having had the honor and privilege of being his human caregiver all the 14 years of his sweet physical life. I will get a pawprint and his ashes back sometime within the next week.

I want to thank each of you for your comforting support during this time of great sorrow,

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam

[moon_beam]

It has been a busy Thursday here. The sunbeams are shining and hope my beloved Noah is enjoying them in heaven's perfect garden. He always enjoyed laying in the sunbeams.

A crew was here this morning to do a routine service on the security system. I'm so glad my beloved Noah didn't have to contend with the noise and having his home "invaded." This afternoon my regular volunteer will be here to help me with the weekly chores. Have been working on financials - - getting the final payments made for his emergency medical treatments and his cremation. So everything is up to date now in my checkbook. Am waiting to get notified that the plaques are ready for my beloved companions' urns so that I can go pick them up. But staying "busy" doesn't mask the incredible emptiness in my heart and home. How does one "adjust" to such emptiness?

Numbness is setting in now - - the tears are more manageable now - - I can talk better now without always sobbing - - the tears are more inward now. But there is no "spark" to my days and nights anymore because the LIFE that brought meaning to me is now transitioned to a place I can't go yet. This grief adjustment journey is a real test of endurance for sure.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam

[LittleGirl's...]

Moon_beam,

I've been thinking of you a lot.

When you make the move to be closer to Bedford, is there any possible way you might foster a sweet needy soul? NO one could ever be like Noah, Abbygayle, or Eli, but some precious little guy/girl could sure use a moon_beam to cuddle up to. I do realize Noah was to be your last fur companion in this lifetime, but I couldn't resist at least asking you about fostering. No pressure intended. I just envision the benefit to you and to a kitty somewhere out there.

My Cubby Girl is the biggest blessing in my life right now. She is seeing me through this nightmare.

I wanted to share with you what a close friend of mine told me. He'd had a "near-death" type of experience and came away absolutely knowing that our loved ones---human and non-human---are truly in bliss and are right here with us and want more than anything for us to be okay, at all costs. He said what you and I always tell people, about it being as seemingly quick as the blink of an eye, when we will fully join them in that blissful realm. It really is true. This assurance (second to Cubby's presence ) has helped me more than anything.

Sending you prayers of comfort.

Kathy

It has been a busy Thursday here. The sunbeams are shining and hope my beloved Noah is enjoying them in heaven's perfect garden. He always enjoyed laying in the sunbeams.

A crew was here this morning to do a routine service on the security system. I'm so glad my beloved Noah didn't have to contend with the noise and having his home "invaded." This afternoon my regular volunteer will be here to help me with the weekly chores. Have been working on financials - - getting the final payments made for his emergency medical treatments and his cremation. So everything is up to date now in my checkbook. Am waiting to get notified that the plaques are ready for my beloved companions' urns so that I can go pick them up. But staying "busy" doesn't mask the incredible emptiness in my heart and home. How does one "adjust" to such emptiness?

Numbness is setting in now - - the tears are more manageable now - - I can talk better now without always sobbing - - the tears are more inward now. But there is no "spark" to my days and nights anymore because the LIFE that brought meaning to me is now transitioned to a place I can't go yet. This grief adjustment journey is a real test of endurance for sure.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam