lawlietsph
can we be done here
- May 6, 2023
- 303
Just the title. I noticed that he looks really sick on saturday, and we rushed to the doctors. Turned out these doctors had no idea what's wrong, they gave us a bunch of medicine and asked for lots and lots of money for it.
I came home and chatgpt found out in 3 minutes what's wrong with my cat. It was something called thromboembolism. There is no available doctor on sunday, so we had to wait for this morning. He was suffering the entire sunday, but we did everything we could to keep him comfortable. I tried to feed him, give him water in a syringe, but deep down I knew what's going to happen.
Today we went to another clinic, where they immediately confirmed that it's thromboembolism. Ha cannot be saved, the doctor said only 1 out of 10 cats can recover from this, but they require life-long treatment and it can happen again any time.
I am devastated. We will miss him a lot, and I am unable to process the whole thing. We were with him until the end, and now we are going to bury him at home.
Now i have to work. How can i concentrate?
I don't want to live. I want to go after him, after my other cats and dogs who passed away throghout the years.
Every single time when this happens, a part of me dies with them. I can't really talk about this with anyone, so I apologize if it's not exactly part of the 'suicide thread'. I would appreciate some kind words guys, or i don't know.
My little friend, I will love you until eternity and I apologize for letting you down and not taking you to better doctors for the first time. I'm sorry that I haven't noticed the warning signs, if there was any. Please know that I will forever remember you, love you, and if there is any afterlife, please wait for me there, I will find you and hug you again.
I came home and chatgpt found out in 3 minutes what's wrong with my cat. It was something called thromboembolism. There is no available doctor on sunday, so we had to wait for this morning. He was suffering the entire sunday, but we did everything we could to keep him comfortable. I tried to feed him, give him water in a syringe, but deep down I knew what's going to happen.
Today we went to another clinic, where they immediately confirmed that it's thromboembolism. Ha cannot be saved, the doctor said only 1 out of 10 cats can recover from this, but they require life-long treatment and it can happen again any time.
I am devastated. We will miss him a lot, and I am unable to process the whole thing. We were with him until the end, and now we are going to bury him at home.
Now i have to work. How can i concentrate?
I don't want to live. I want to go after him, after my other cats and dogs who passed away throghout the years.
Every single time when this happens, a part of me dies with them. I can't really talk about this with anyone, so I apologize if it's not exactly part of the 'suicide thread'. I would appreciate some kind words guys, or i don't know.
My little friend, I will love you until eternity and I apologize for letting you down and not taking you to better doctors for the first time. I'm sorry that I haven't noticed the warning signs, if there was any. Please know that I will forever remember you, love you, and if there is any afterlife, please wait for me there, I will find you and hug you again.