Registered: 1594360137 Posts: 1
Yesterday my family and I had to make one of the hardest decisions of our lives and put to sleep our beloved family member of 14 years, Freddy. It all happened so suddenly. He was fine all morning, jumping up on the lounge and trying to eat my breakfast even though he had just had his. It all started to go downhill around midday when he woke up from a nap with rapid and shallow breaths. He had a history of a heart murmur which when we took him to the vet yesterday, were told that it had gotten worse and that there was a buildup of fluid within his lungs. He was given an injection to see if it would resolve the fluid and we were told to call back in two hours to let the vet know if his breathing had gotten better. Sadly it didn’t. My family and I all sat around him in the lounge room and said our goodbyes, all acknowledging that his time with us had come to an end and how blessed we were to have him as a member of the family. I never thought for a moment that I would ever have to resort to euthanising my little childhood friend but none of us wanted to see him suffer, it would have been selfish. With heavy hearts, we went back to the vet to end his pain. I didn’t want him to be alone for his last seconds on earth so I went into the room with him. Giving him one last kiss and then seeing his body go limp on the table a second later broke me. It’s been 24 hours and I haven’t stopped crying. I feel guilty for making this decision because I keep thinking ‘what if’. I just can’t seem to wrap my head around the fact that he was so lively one minute and the next he was miserable. I know it’s selfish but I can’t shake the thought that maybe he would have gotten better if we gave him another day. I miss him so much, my heart aches knowing that he’s gone.
I hope to see you again one day Freddy. I love you so much and hope you’re safe and at peace now. You’ll always be my best friend. Thank you for everything you did for us. We’ll forever cherish you.
Registered: 1594118811 Posts: 5
For many of us here, it helps to just get it down in writing and reading others experiences. Mine was a little similar in that besides the one little issue (in my case my beautiful 13year old Ruby, had a brain tumor) it seemed so unfair and senseless. I walked her to the Rainbow Bridge this past Monday, and have been crying and depressed since. One week fine and then after a few weeks she was obviously changing. When the dementia got worse and worse it was harder and harder to believe she was ok, just blind, but physically she was perfectly beautiful and healthy looking. I’ve been here two other times for different loves of my life, but this one has been the hardest. In time, I know the pain lessons over time, but the grief is so intense for the so long. I will NEVER forget her and know that we had a wonderful life together, and I try to focus on that for the sake of my wife, who puts up a brave front, but is more fragile than she lets on. What you are toing through is unfortunately normal for anyone that has truly loved their non human best bud or love. Hugs to you both. Grieving sucks.