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Hello,
I posted back on March 30th about my dog Murphy who was very ill.
He had IBD and severe anemia and I had tried for 20 months to help him with tests and meds. After March 2019 he perked up a bit but last few weeks he went downhill and we finally made decision to euthanize him yesterday. The vets felt we were just fire fighting and he was tired and he was not responding to meds.
Over past few days we took him to his favourite places (carried him). Gave him treats and said our goodbyes. I did the quality of life scales. It always came back just over the cut off point that he was still ok to go on.
On his last day he buried a bone in his bed, was barking at the postman, could get up and down stairs to go loo. Was eating food (the meat he shouldn't have) and drinking. But he looked very sad, lacked energy, was restless, couldn't go for walk.
I am writing this as I feel unbearable regret and guilt. He passed peacefully at home. He went quickly. I held his head, my husband had his hand on his body. However, I feel I let him down, he trusted me and I gave up on him. I couldn't bear the thought of him dying alone or more treatment as it felt futile and that I needed to listen to the vets. However I now regret it and I WANT HIM BACK.
I cannot bear him not in the house. He was my life. I know I've taken away his pain but now think it was too soon as he was rallying on his last day.
My poor Murphy.
I cannot bear it - I am so sad. I wanted to put my feelings aside and do the best for him, which I thought I was doing by letting him go.....but now I feel I was just tired too and made the wrong decision.
The pain is unbearable
I posted back on March 30th about my dog Murphy who was very ill.
He had IBD and severe anemia and I had tried for 20 months to help him with tests and meds. After March 2019 he perked up a bit but last few weeks he went downhill and we finally made decision to euthanize him yesterday. The vets felt we were just fire fighting and he was tired and he was not responding to meds.
Over past few days we took him to his favourite places (carried him). Gave him treats and said our goodbyes. I did the quality of life scales. It always came back just over the cut off point that he was still ok to go on.
On his last day he buried a bone in his bed, was barking at the postman, could get up and down stairs to go loo. Was eating food (the meat he shouldn't have) and drinking. But he looked very sad, lacked energy, was restless, couldn't go for walk.
I am writing this as I feel unbearable regret and guilt. He passed peacefully at home. He went quickly. I held his head, my husband had his hand on his body. However, I feel I let him down, he trusted me and I gave up on him. I couldn't bear the thought of him dying alone or more treatment as it felt futile and that I needed to listen to the vets. However I now regret it and I WANT HIM BACK.
I cannot bear him not in the house. He was my life. I know I've taken away his pain but now think it was too soon as he was rallying on his last day.
My poor Murphy.
I cannot bear it - I am so sad. I wanted to put my feelings aside and do the best for him, which I thought I was doing by letting him go.....but now I feel I was just tired too and made the wrong decision.
The pain is unbearable