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My lovely regular vet was able to contact the other clinic, get the records, and send them to me for free within 20 minutes. He was so understanding of why I wanted them for closure and expressed his sadness and sympathy again, and sent me a cute video of his toddler playing with their cats to cheer me up. What an awesome guy.
Well, I shared the bloodwork, xrays, and ultrasounds with the FIP experts on the facebook group and they helped me so much. They explained how in their opinion, based on the results of the tests conducted, she either had FIP (most likely) or an incurable lymphoma that had reached her brain. Either way, the tests showed there wasn’t a chance for her to recover. And no matter what I made the right (and only) decision by euthanizing her. I am so grateful to them for helping me understand this from a logical, factual, medical standpoint—for me and the way my brain processes things, that REALLY helps.
Knowing this for certain now, I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. The situation will never not be so terribly sad and unfair, but now at least I feel released from the guilt. I am now just so incredibly grateful for how peacefully she left the world, and that I was able to give her that gift of leaving us with dignity and happiness, on her own terms, when faced with such a terrible fate.
I am now able to look at pictures of her again without having to feel so much guilt. I hope this marks an important step in the grieving process for me. I think I always want to share her story with others and keep her alive that way. I’m a writer, so who knows... maybe she will get her own memoir someday.
It’s funny—I’m really not a particularly spiritual or religious person, but I am allowing myself to believe and feel anything I want right now about death and the afterlife to help bring me closure. I am allowing my thoughts and beliefs to change and change again as much as they want if they will bring me comfort. It doesn’t even matter if I fully “believe” them—I’m letting myself have them anyway. Having been raised strictly religious, the fluidity of this mindset is oddly freeing. I decided I felt like Chai’s presence was with me today. Oddly enough I had the strangest feeling that she’s hanging out with my late grandma. I love to think of them together. My grandma was one of the kindest and most caring people I’ve ever met so I know she will take great care of my kitty. Whether it’s “real” or not, the memories of them both live on as real as can be in my heart.
Well, I shared the bloodwork, xrays, and ultrasounds with the FIP experts on the facebook group and they helped me so much. They explained how in their opinion, based on the results of the tests conducted, she either had FIP (most likely) or an incurable lymphoma that had reached her brain. Either way, the tests showed there wasn’t a chance for her to recover. And no matter what I made the right (and only) decision by euthanizing her. I am so grateful to them for helping me understand this from a logical, factual, medical standpoint—for me and the way my brain processes things, that REALLY helps.
Knowing this for certain now, I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. The situation will never not be so terribly sad and unfair, but now at least I feel released from the guilt. I am now just so incredibly grateful for how peacefully she left the world, and that I was able to give her that gift of leaving us with dignity and happiness, on her own terms, when faced with such a terrible fate.
I am now able to look at pictures of her again without having to feel so much guilt. I hope this marks an important step in the grieving process for me. I think I always want to share her story with others and keep her alive that way. I’m a writer, so who knows... maybe she will get her own memoir someday.
It’s funny—I’m really not a particularly spiritual or religious person, but I am allowing myself to believe and feel anything I want right now about death and the afterlife to help bring me closure. I am allowing my thoughts and beliefs to change and change again as much as they want if they will bring me comfort. It doesn’t even matter if I fully “believe” them—I’m letting myself have them anyway. Having been raised strictly religious, the fluidity of this mindset is oddly freeing. I decided I felt like Chai’s presence was with me today. Oddly enough I had the strangest feeling that she’s hanging out with my late grandma. I love to think of them together. My grandma was one of the kindest and most caring people I’ve ever met so I know she will take great care of my kitty. Whether it’s “real” or not, the memories of them both live on as real as can be in my heart.