There are no good words for this. I guess I can start with fuck FIP. Fuck it right in its stupid mutation.
I know I posted before about Scotty not doing well, but we put off the appointment because he seemed to rally. Unfortunately, he's losing the fight, very obviously.
If you're squeamish, skip this paragraph. Yesterday morning I discovered he'd had bloody diarrhea. I knew then. And tonight when I come home, evidence of more today. The FIP has been "attacking" his bowels and the vet felt thickening there about a month and a half ago. I knew that when he was near the end, that's where the symptoms would show up.
So I've scheduled his final appointment for Saturday at 10am. The only change will be if I needed to make it sooner, which I think I might. I hope not, because DH was planning to spend Wednesday morning and Friday night with him, before we take him in together. At least we will be going through this together.
We adopted Scotty 02/07/2011, the day after the Superbowl. His last day with us will be 02/09/2013, which is not nearly enough time. I'm devastated, but I know I have to do what's best for him now. And I know, as cheesy as it sounds, he'll always be with me in my heart, like Angie. It's times like this I wish I believed in something, because the idea of being reunited in the afterlife is comforting.
Thank you everyone. DH and I talked today. A lot. Scotty didn't show any interest in the food I set out and it's one he devoured a few days ago. We've changed his appointment to tomorrow at 4pm. I'm glad I'm home from work today. I'm going to have to change a few things on my schedule for tomorrow, but this is more important. DH will be over first thing tomorrow morning to spend as much time with Scotty as possible, then we'll take him in together. DH usually has to be in the office until 7:30 on Wednesdays, but he's taking tomorrow off. This is killing both of us. At least Scotty won't be suffering any more.
Post by starrieskies on Feb 5, 2013 18:50:21 GMT -5
Oh, jess, I'm so sorry! But it really sounds like you're doing the right thing... I know that isn't very comforting right now, and I doubt much is. I'm just so sad for you.
I have all the books I could need, and what more could I need than books? I shall only engage in commerce if books are the coin. -- Catherynne M. Valente
Would it help if you felt like there was the possibility of an afterlife and reunion based in natural phenomena rather than religious stuffs?
Kuus, when I do think of an afterlife, that's sort of what I think of. I believe in energy and spirits (leftover energy, in one way or another), but the afterlife idea is hard for me to tease out from religion.
Scotty came to lay on my lap this morning. He hasn't sought me out much in the last week or two. He also slept on the bed with me last night and was laying on the bed with DH when I left this morning. He's been laying under it, so I think this is his way of getting his time with us before he goes, since I've been explaining to him what's going on.
Would it help if you felt like there was the possibility of an afterlife and reunion based in natural phenomena rather than religious stuffs?
Kuus, when I do think of an afterlife, that's sort of what I think of. I believe in energy and spirits (leftover energy, in one way or another), but the afterlife idea is hard for me to tease out from religion.
Scotty came to lay on my lap this morning. He hasn't sought me out much in the last week or two. He also slept on the bed with me last night and was laying on the bed with DH when I left this morning. He's been laying under it, so I think this is his way of getting his time with us before he goes, since I've been explaining to him what's going on.