Can't shake this guilty feeling
Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2016 3:56 pm
Hi All,
Yesterday my partner and I took the tough decision to put our beautiful boy Storm to sleep. Storm was diabetic the past 5 years and coped exceptionally well with injections and control. However, this year we found out he had lung tumours and decided not to treat him at the age of 14 but keep him happy at home.
The vets (as well as many other people) said we'd know when the time was right to put him to sleep. I've prayed to God everyday asking that he is taken in his sleep but this didn't happen. This past week Storm was un-happy, still eating but only a little. We gave him daily pain relief hidden in condensed milk - which he loved! But yesterday morning he wouldn't even take this and just looked sad in appearance. He was having up to 7 coughing fits a day which last for about 40 coughs per episode, followed by 5 minutes to gain his breath back.
Once at the vets, they agreed it was time and within seconds Storm passed. When the injection was being pumped in all I could do in my mind was scream "stop, stop, stop" and then it was too late. He was gone and there was no going back. I have this overwhelming feeling of guilt for taking his life away from him and feel sick to the core.
I'm not posting this for "self-pity" but I do need reassurance of any kind possible. This year has been horrendous with the passing of my Dad, followed by my other cat and now Storm.
My cats have only ever given unconditional love and I miss them dearly.
Ross
Yesterday my partner and I took the tough decision to put our beautiful boy Storm to sleep. Storm was diabetic the past 5 years and coped exceptionally well with injections and control. However, this year we found out he had lung tumours and decided not to treat him at the age of 14 but keep him happy at home.
The vets (as well as many other people) said we'd know when the time was right to put him to sleep. I've prayed to God everyday asking that he is taken in his sleep but this didn't happen. This past week Storm was un-happy, still eating but only a little. We gave him daily pain relief hidden in condensed milk - which he loved! But yesterday morning he wouldn't even take this and just looked sad in appearance. He was having up to 7 coughing fits a day which last for about 40 coughs per episode, followed by 5 minutes to gain his breath back.
Once at the vets, they agreed it was time and within seconds Storm passed. When the injection was being pumped in all I could do in my mind was scream "stop, stop, stop" and then it was too late. He was gone and there was no going back. I have this overwhelming feeling of guilt for taking his life away from him and feel sick to the core.
I'm not posting this for "self-pity" but I do need reassurance of any kind possible. This year has been horrendous with the passing of my Dad, followed by my other cat and now Storm.
My cats have only ever given unconditional love and I miss them dearly.
Ross