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RIP Lucy Lucy stopped breathing again after I left the vet, so I came back and we put her to sleep rather than put her on a ventilator and try to treat her any more. Since she came so close to death twice before, I had time over the last two weeks to think things through and as sad as I am to lose her, I’m confident that I made good decisions on her behalf. When I took in this cat, I fell in love with her instantly and I promised her I’d take care of her for her whole life. I like to think I did a good job of that. I hope she thought so. Two weeks ago I thought she was dying at one point in the middle of the night here at home with me. I was glad she was with me at the time and I only wished I could have more time with her. Miraculously, she came back to life and was almost normal again for another week, so I got that extra time with her I wished for. I’m also glad I took her home that one night, when I wasn’t ready to subject her to more tests, because she was so difficult to care for, even for just one night, that I understood the seriousness of the situation and that even if my heart was in the right place, there’s no way I was going to be able to keep her alive on my own in the condition she was in. Everyone at the veterinary hospital loved Lucy too. Her neurologist says she dreams about her. And the outpouring of sympathy from the staff was genuine and touching. Because of my reluctance to take her home this morning knowing I wouldn’t be home most of the day, she was in the ICU when she crashed and they were able to keep her alive till I got there and as comfortable as possible through the whole ordeal. I will miss her terribly and I’m very sad. Thank you all for your sympathy. It does actually help. But it is also a great relief after weeks of highs and lows and uncertainty and thinking I don’t know what I’ll do if I’m not able to care for her when they send her home. Oreo has always wanted to be an only kitty. Lucy bullied her and she lived a lot of her life in the corners. I know she will thrive now that she will get all the attention she needs. She’s already started to. So I think we’ll be okay. Sad, but ok.

RIP Lucy

Lucy stopped breathing again after I left the vet, so I came back and we put her to sleep rather than put her on a ventilator and try to treat her any more. Since she came so close to death twice before, I had time over the last two weeks to think things through and as sad as I am to lose her, I’m confident that I made good decisions on her behalf.

When I took in this cat, I fell in love with her instantly and I promised her I’d take care of her for her whole life. I like to think I did a good job of that. I hope she thought so.

Two weeks ago I thought she was dying at one point in the middle of the night here at home with me. I was glad she was with me at the time and I only wished I could have more time with her.

Miraculously, she came back to life and was almost normal again for another week, so I got that extra time with her I wished for.

I’m also glad I took her home that one night, when I wasn’t ready to subject her to more tests, because she was so difficult to care for, even for just one night, that I understood the seriousness of the situation and that even if my heart was in the right place, there’s no way I was going to be able to keep her alive on my own in the condition she was in.

Everyone at the veterinary hospital loved Lucy too. Her neurologist says she dreams about her. And the outpouring of sympathy from the staff was genuine and touching.

Because of my reluctance to take her home this morning knowing I wouldn’t be home most of the day, she was in the ICU when she crashed and they were able to keep her alive till I got there and as comfortable as possible through the whole ordeal.

I will miss her terribly and I’m very sad. Thank you all for your sympathy. It does actually help.

But it is also a great relief after weeks of highs and lows and uncertainty and thinking I don’t know what I’ll do if I’m not able to care for her when they send her home.

Oreo has always wanted to be an only kitty. Lucy bullied her and she lived a lot of her life in the corners. I know she will thrive now that she will get all the attention she needs. She’s already started to.

So I think we’ll be okay.
Sad, but ok.