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Today, I lost my best friend. Dennis was diagnosed with lymphoma in July. We tried chemo treatment, it didn't work. I couldn't bring myself to put him through more when the first lot failed and made him poorly, so we resorted to palliative care as of 4 weeks ago. He had some good times once the chemo stopped and last week was great, he was eating and playing (a bit) and was happy. Saturday was the last time he came to me for a cuddle, yesterday he took a big turn for the worst and this morning I found myself having to make the phone call to vet which I had been dreading. He was not really able to get up any more, his legs were so weak and he was just sat in the chair disinterested in anything. His purr continued to the end.
My heartache is unbelievable, the hurt just runs so deep, I so hope this gets better, at the moment, I can see only dark days ahead and I feel that I have let him down so badly, I have always kept him safe and away from harm, now I feel that I have just done something awful to him and right now, I am beating myself up about it. Does this pain ever stop?
Sorry for the long post, just needed to write down my feelings, it helps, but not a lot. :cryin::cryin::cryin:
My heartache is unbelievable, the hurt just runs so deep, I so hope this gets better, at the moment, I can see only dark days ahead and I feel that I have let him down so badly, I have always kept him safe and away from harm, now I feel that I have just done something awful to him and right now, I am beating myself up about it. Does this pain ever stop?
Sorry for the long post, just needed to write down my feelings, it helps, but not a lot. :cryin::cryin::cryin: