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My baby boy went the the Rainbow Bridge Wednesday. I am feeling like complete crap about it and so guilty. We found him Sunday evening laying in his litterbox throwing up on himself. We got him out and set him on the floor to clean him up. We noticed him get up and wobble slowly back to his litterbox a little later on. It's like his back legs and back end were hurt. There were no emergency clinics open here so we had to wait till Monday to get him into the vet. In the mean time, he would NOT eat at all and turned his nose up to food. He went to the vet Monday and they did blood tests on him and let him come back home in the meantime. He still would not eat but I sat his water bowl next to him and he drank for like 2 mins straight, then the last time he peed was around 10pm Monday night. He wobbled himself right to his litterbox and had to be helped in.. Tuesday I took off work to sit with him and wait on the vet to call. That is when he stopped trying to even move altogether. He laid on his side with his eyes wide open, tail twitching a little. I thought he was going to die right there in no time so I laid in the floor and cried like a baby by him. Finally the vet called and told us there were some off numbers on his test. I rushed him back there and found out his BUN was almost 230 and can't remember the creatine number. I was such a nervous wreck I didn't think to ask for my own copy. But the vet said she was concerned about the BUN and creatine. They hooked him up to a catheter and give him fluids. said they would do that for 24 hours. I had worked myself up to a frenzy and started googling about it & reading about people's cats perking up after receiving fluids and was hoping when I went back Wednesday to check on him that he would kind of be back to himself or at least be able to lift his head and move a little. They led us to him and he just looked so much worse than when I left him. He was on his side shallow breathing with his eyes wide open, no more bright blue to them. I don't know how to describe them but cloudy and dark and just not right. I petted on him a little and he didn't respond at all. I flat out asked the veterinarian if he was suffering and he told me he was and that even if they kept him on fluids , the outcome still looked grim. I just couldn't stand the thought of him suffering there another night so I gave them the go ahead to euthanize him. Now I feel so guilty that I should have let them keep him hooked up to the catheter/fluids. He just looked to me like he was barely hanging on. Was I right to trust the vet? I just feel so bad and I'm thinking about all the times I'd left him by himself and wishing I could go back and spend all the time in the world with him. Maybe I would have seen the early signs. I'm just such a wreck and can't even breathe thinking about it. We found him as a stray in '06 and he spent all this time loving and trusting me and I'd just go and spend time with boyfriends and be a workaholic and leave him :'( But even when I'd come to mom and dad's he'd come to me and want petted, brushed, and loved on.. then I would just leave him again :'( It's like I withdrew away from him because he was getting older & I knew the time would come. I just feel like such crap and in my gut I know now that I could have done more for him </3 I'm sorry if none of this makes sense, I'm a wreck. Thanks for listening..