 I share your pain and your experience. It brings back memories
My little boy, Doo Doo (really Coco but doo doo was the name that stuck), died a year ago on Christmas eve morning after a series of seizures and unilateral gait. I took him to one vet immediately following a seizure and the vet just shrugged it off, said... "He's just being just a typical yorkie..doing what yorkies do, shaking and stuff" I paid my emergency visit fee and left in tears,knowing something was terribly wrong. Before I got home, he had another seizure and I called my friend in desparation who referred me to her vet, for whom she had much respect. The doctor met me at the door with compassion and concern for my baby. For the next several days, much testing, no results and rapid decline, I recieved the call on Christmas eve morning and our whole family went down to say goodbye and be there with him as he crossed over. It's amazing to me how such a very small little guy can consume such a giant place in your heart. Christmas last year was a very dark holiday. I feel your pain so much and I am completely disheveled as I write this right now.
We have since gotten another baby and we love him SO much, and it is wonderful to have him, but the pain of losing my Doo has not diminished. In many ways, I'm glad for that because it keeps him alive and near to me daily. I wish you solace as you try to get through your loss.
Robin |