So this is going to be super hard for me and if this were done on paper it would be soaked in tears! Let’s hope I do not damage the device I’m using! I lost my precious Shea on June 1st , 3 weeks and 2 days ago!;( I was not going to touch on this subject yet and did not feel emotionally ready but when I saw that June 9th was Pet Memorial Day I felt like it was a sign! Shea was my Baby The baby of the family! She was a Cesarean baby over 9 years ago at Coast Vet Clinic in Morro Bay California. So needles to say I took her home the day she was born ( due to circumstances she was basically orphaned) and I was her new mama! For every pet lover who treats their pets like their children you know the pain of losing a pet especially one that has such a unique wonderful beginning.
The day she left this world my family had come up to see me for half a week and we did a lot of outdoor activities. We were on one of those many beautiful hikes we have here and I had decided to take both my girls (chihuahua mixes) and while trying to get both dogs and my 4ry old out of the car Shea was on a retractable leash and walked into a small area of tried foxtails. She came out sneezing so hard it looked like her head was going to fall off, she was crinkling the left side of her nostril and a drop of blood had dripped out! I shook my fists and cursed the foxtail I knew was up there and took her straight to work. I had my family go on ahead and called work to let them know I was only 10min away.
Long horrible story short Shea went into cardiac arrest right after getting her sedative induction, the team was able to get her back and she only ever recovered partly, meaning her mentation ( her alertness) was never normal and then about 4 hours later she started declining. The Dr had called me right after they revived her the first time and informed me of what had happened but that they had brought her back and she was awake and wanted her to stay for monitoring until around 5pm. I was all onboard with that but then I got the call that she was not improving and she wanted her to recover over at the ER Clinic. I raced my ass over to her from my house and when I walked into the back door, where treatment was, she was on the table with an ET Tube in her on oxygen and getting emergency drugs to keep her alive. Well I flew to her side and tried so hard to talk to her and bring her back but guys she was comatose and 20 minutes later after fighting so hard to bring her back she died in my arms!
I don’t know how long it’s been now but it still feels like it just happened yesterday, sometimes. I have a lot going on in my life with my 4yr old, my full time job, and trying to be a businesswoman and I definitely drown myself into all of that so not to think about it but I definitely have my break down moments. Everybody deals with their pets passing differently and for some it’s more traumatic than for others. There are support groups out there and are extremely helpful for all different levels of grief.
Here are a few
•https://www.rainbowsbridge.com/
This was most definitely the hardest blog I have had to do and I don’t even want to prof it for fear of Niagara Falls! I take more joy and time in loving on my two other little fur children and I know at some point I will be ready for another dog, not yet but there will be a day when I am ready. đŸ™‚
Thanks For Reading
Heidi Parker