It's come to the point I can't mention her name anymore, without breaking into a sobbing wreck. 
I went to my GP today and instead of being remotely sympathetic about it she's referred me to an occupational therapist again to further my education. The appointment can go stuff itself, that's not why I went to my GP.
I'm having problems sleeping at night worrying over things. The second I start thinking about Sandy I just shatter altogether.
Looking back at my Tumblr posts on her progress, from when she started being sick til the day we had her put down... It was only 20 days. She deteriorated so fast...
I've been crying so hard that I'm nearly physically sick, my heart is aching and I really am not sure what to do. I keep blaming myself for this, I feel guilty for everything that happened to her. I miss her so so much...
I went to my GP today and instead of being remotely sympathetic about it she's referred me to an occupational therapist again to further my education. The appointment can go stuff itself, that's not why I went to my GP.
I'm having problems sleeping at night worrying over things. The second I start thinking about Sandy I just shatter altogether.
Looking back at my Tumblr posts on her progress, from when she started being sick til the day we had her put down... It was only 20 days. She deteriorated so fast...
I've been crying so hard that I'm nearly physically sick, my heart is aching and I really am not sure what to do. I keep blaming myself for this, I feel guilty for everything that happened to her. I miss her so so much...