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I lost my 8 yo cat Lola to polycystic kidney disease/chronic renal failure this evening. I have been a wreck for the past few weeks, because her behavior had changed and a trip to the vet resulted in a lot of tears when I was told that nothing could be done/the end was near. For the past couple of weeks, I slept on the couch with her every night--she used to LOVE sleeping in my room, either on my bed (sometimes even on me!) or in one of her little nooks or crannies, but lately, she'd been avoiding my bedroom like the plague. She eventually stopped eating and became weak, and then today, she passed away peacefully in my arms. I'm a complete mess right now, and I don't even know what to do with myself. I don't even want to sleep in my own bed again, so far away from where Lola and I hung out every night for the past few weeks, but I also don't want to sleep on the couch without her.
I feel like I lost my best friend--the one who was there for me through thick and thin the past 8 years. The one who saw some of my lowest lows and some of my highest highs. The one who lived in 4 different apartments/homes with me as I moved around during school and for work. She was my very first pet (I adopted her 'brother' Norm a year after I adopted her), and she became my child whom I love(d) dearly. I've read a lot of posts on this website the past few weeks, and I am so thankful for all those who shared their own experiences with declining health and end of life issues. Deciding whether or not to have her put down was the most difficult decision I've ever had to make. I ended up letting her die naturally, and I don't know if that was the right decision or not, but I sure did enjoy every last moment I had with her (and I spent just about ALL my free time with her these past few weeks).
I know I need to be strong for Norm, and be as good of a mother to him as I was to Lola, but I literally feel numb right now. My whole life has been in limbo these past few weeks, and now I don't even know what to do with myself. I have the whole weekend to grieve and process this monumental loss, but I don't even know what to do other than sit around and cry and look at some of the hundreds of pictures I took of her over her lifetime. Do y'all have any suggestions? It's so comforting to read the posts on this website and know that I'm not alone in my feelings. Thank you for letting me share, and I welcome any advice you have for me.
I feel like I lost my best friend--the one who was there for me through thick and thin the past 8 years. The one who saw some of my lowest lows and some of my highest highs. The one who lived in 4 different apartments/homes with me as I moved around during school and for work. She was my very first pet (I adopted her 'brother' Norm a year after I adopted her), and she became my child whom I love(d) dearly. I've read a lot of posts on this website the past few weeks, and I am so thankful for all those who shared their own experiences with declining health and end of life issues. Deciding whether or not to have her put down was the most difficult decision I've ever had to make. I ended up letting her die naturally, and I don't know if that was the right decision or not, but I sure did enjoy every last moment I had with her (and I spent just about ALL my free time with her these past few weeks).
I know I need to be strong for Norm, and be as good of a mother to him as I was to Lola, but I literally feel numb right now. My whole life has been in limbo these past few weeks, and now I don't even know what to do with myself. I have the whole weekend to grieve and process this monumental loss, but I don't even know what to do other than sit around and cry and look at some of the hundreds of pictures I took of her over her lifetime. Do y'all have any suggestions? It's so comforting to read the posts on this website and know that I'm not alone in my feelings. Thank you for letting me share, and I welcome any advice you have for me.