Unbearable pain

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Registered: 01-30-2010
Unbearable pain
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Sat, 01-30-2010 - 5:14pm

I just lost my precious girl, Maggie. She was put to sleep at 1am last night.


Maggie was 15 and hadn't been in the greatest of health. She had arthritis for about 2 years and had slowed down considerably. Her muscles in her back legs had wasted away and she had a hard time getting up. But she still had her little daily moments where she was happy as a clam and enjoyed life. Mornings were her "happy" time. She purred like a kitten when I would get up to feed her. And when I came home after being gone all day, we would both be overjoyed to see each other. I told her I loved her a thousand times a day. I told her she was special a thousand times a day. I told her she needed to stay healthy because I needed her to stick around for a loonnng time.


She was happy when I came home yesterday, but then I noticed her breathing was labored. I thought it might pass, but finally called the emergency vets office to ask what to do. They said bring her in now. Driving

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Sun, 01-31-2010 - 7:11pm

{{{^Maggie's^ Mom}}}

With my heart,
 
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Registered: 01-30-2010
Sun, 01-31-2010 - 8:28pm

Thank you Lin,


I needed to hear those kind words. It's been a horrible weekend and I'm feeling the lowest I think I've felt in my whole life. I don't know why we have this horrible burden of feeling such tremendous pain, it doesn't seem fair.

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Registered: 12-10-2009
Mon, 02-01-2010 - 3:39am

^Maggie^'s mum


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Mon, 02-01-2010 - 3:44pm

I made it through my first day back at school. It was really hard, had to cry a few times. Tried to be strong, I didn't want to come off like a basket case in front of these people who I barely know. I've only been at this school for a week.


I talked to a few people at school about what happened and everyone was wonderful, very sympathetic and understanding. It helped a little, to be around other people and get stuff off my chest. But just knowing that I would have to come home to an empty apartment, the pain comes flooding back.


I can't believe my furball isn't there to greet me at the door, meowing up a storm, leading me to her empty food bowl. She was very vocal, talked to me a lot. I loved when I would say her name, and she would respond with a "meow?" literally putting a question mark on the end of it. Like "yeah, what's up mom?"


Again, dealing with guilt issues. Should I have let the vet do the chest tap? Would that only have given her a few extra weeks/months (which I would have cherished), or would it have been too much for her weak tiny body?


Thank you all for listening and responding. It helps me so much to read your stories so I don't feel so alone in my pain.


Christa

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Registered: 12-10-2009
Tue, 02-02-2010 - 3:41am

First of all, you are not a 'basket' case.

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Fri, 02-05-2010 - 1:05pm

Dear Christa,


David and the CoolCyberCats


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Sun, 02-07-2010 - 10:49am

Dear David,


Thank you so much for sharing your story. That was so gut wrenching, I can't imagine going through such a trauma and not having a nervous break down.