I tend to believe that’s how my mom died, although the autopsy showed a thoracic embolism. But we were coming up on the first anniversary of my dad’s death; and not long before that anniversary, Mom and I had gone to a viewing for the woman who was Dad’s long-time secretary. When we got to the viewing, the widower broke away from whatever he was doing to hang all over us, especially Mom, crying about Doc and Martha, Doc and Martha, Doc and Martha. Doc is what everyone at my dad’s lab called him (he did have a PhD); Martha was the guest of honor at the viewing. We were there for about ten minutes total before I caught the vacant look in Mom’s eyes. I asked her, “Do you want to leave now?” “Please,” she whispered hoarsely. Mom was gone in less than a month. While there was a determinable physical component to her passing, I can’t help but think the emotional load played a role. We buried Mom on the first anniversary of Dad’s passing.
Longest car ride in the world, that last trip to the vet’s with your pet in the carrier, knowing you’re doing what’s best. I even wanted to hit the red lights, knowing their little life would last just a bit longer. Frank, hugs to you and your family.
Your sharing with us is hopefully helping with your grieving. Izzy is with her Tommy now…your grieving goes on. Glad you understood how she couldn’t go on without him.
My terrible decision to make. Kidney failure, he was suffering and wouldn’t have made it thru the winter, our grief-stricken veterinarian administered the final injection, beloved aged pony passed away in my arms. Many years ago, but still hurts.
As you can probably tell from the comments, we’ve all been there. Funny things about pets — they teach us tolerance and humor, but eventually they also teach us how to grieve. Recently, when I lost some of the people in my life, my experience in grieving so hard for the pets I’ve lost in the last several years helped me to remember that I needed to spend as much time as possible with my friends and family, and to keep talking about my feelings. You’re doing the right thing. And we’re grieving right along with you, so you’re not alone. Love to you and your family.
One evening we heard tires skidding then a man ran up to our house and said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see your cat, I think he is still alive” He was, and all the way to the vet I cried and told him he would be alright.If love could keep a cat alive… My Booner didn’t make it. Even now I am sorry that I told him it would be OK,,And it turned out a lie.Even when they are in shock I think they can feel the love we are giving them when they die.
Darsan54 Premium Member over 9 years ago
God, been there.
Last Rose Of Summer Premium Member over 9 years ago
Hardest phone call in the world………..
K M over 9 years ago
I tend to believe that’s how my mom died, although the autopsy showed a thoracic embolism. But we were coming up on the first anniversary of my dad’s death; and not long before that anniversary, Mom and I had gone to a viewing for the woman who was Dad’s long-time secretary. When we got to the viewing, the widower broke away from whatever he was doing to hang all over us, especially Mom, crying about Doc and Martha, Doc and Martha, Doc and Martha. Doc is what everyone at my dad’s lab called him (he did have a PhD); Martha was the guest of honor at the viewing. We were there for about ten minutes total before I caught the vacant look in Mom’s eyes. I asked her, “Do you want to leave now?” “Please,” she whispered hoarsely. Mom was gone in less than a month. While there was a determinable physical component to her passing, I can’t help but think the emotional load played a role. We buried Mom on the first anniversary of Dad’s passing.
F-15 Aloha Alert Premium Member over 9 years ago
sigh…… been there.
rcw90 over 9 years ago
I’m crying….I’ve made this phone call myself.
unlockyourinnerchild over 9 years ago
<3 <3 <3
zippykatz over 9 years ago
Longest car ride in the world, that last trip to the vet’s with your pet in the carrier, knowing you’re doing what’s best. I even wanted to hit the red lights, knowing their little life would last just a bit longer. Frank, hugs to you and your family.
Train 1911 over 9 years ago
I went through this over a year ago and it hurts like hell
daleandkristen over 9 years ago
Your sharing with us is hopefully helping with your grieving. Izzy is with her Tommy now…your grieving goes on. Glad you understood how she couldn’t go on without him.
bjy1293 Premium Member over 9 years ago
My terrible decision to make. Kidney failure, he was suffering and wouldn’t have made it thru the winter, our grief-stricken veterinarian administered the final injection, beloved aged pony passed away in my arms. Many years ago, but still hurts.
Emily Hogan over 9 years ago
As you can probably tell from the comments, we’ve all been there. Funny things about pets — they teach us tolerance and humor, but eventually they also teach us how to grieve. Recently, when I lost some of the people in my life, my experience in grieving so hard for the pets I’ve lost in the last several years helped me to remember that I needed to spend as much time as possible with my friends and family, and to keep talking about my feelings. You’re doing the right thing. And we’re grieving right along with you, so you’re not alone. Love to you and your family.
Harcourt Riddle over 9 years ago
Where the Red Fern Grows
pam Miner over 9 years ago
One evening we heard tires skidding then a man ran up to our house and said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see your cat, I think he is still alive” He was, and all the way to the vet I cried and told him he would be alright.If love could keep a cat alive… My Booner didn’t make it. Even now I am sorry that I told him it would be OK,,And it turned out a lie.Even when they are in shock I think they can feel the love we are giving them when they die.
Joanie Premium Member over 9 years ago
All my best Frank & family.
mtrimberger Premium Member over 9 years ago
…already crying