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It's just you worrying about something that is not true. He would not of felt rejected or unloved. And yeah, when having a seizure, he probably was so confused. His body was trying to correct itself.
I would not even know what to do during a seizure, but grab a towel and wait. Nothing you could really do.
You're just beating yourself up now, cause the pain of separation is so strong. You know like others said, Cocoa was lucky to have you, even if he had a short life, and you are lucky that you had him too.
I held him during the seizures. I held him upright so he wouldn't choke. We had a huge snow storm so I couldn't get him to the hospital. I was left at home to tend to him. I even held him when I went to the bathroom. I didn't let him out of my sight until the morning of the day he passed. I'm diabetic. I was very low on food and I needed to get cat milk for Cocoa so I went out to get a few things. While I was downstairs waiting for my ride I heard him cry for me. I had kept him in his bed and put the bed in a cardboard box so if he seized while I was gone he wouldn't hurt himself. I felt awful leaving him. I thought of him every second. He was still alive when I got home. I gave him some of the cat milk. A friend got a hold of me later. The roads were clear so he took us to the vet but his kidney values were extremely off and his BP very low. My baby boy was dying. He saved my life why couldn't I save his? I hope this pain eases soon. He needed me that morning and I left him alone. I'll tell you I've never gone through such torture.
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