Im so sorry for your loss. Im kind of in the middle of something similar. My dog/best friend, was diagnosed with cancer of his lymph nodes. The doctor gave him 1-2 weeks at most to live or start chemo. I found every dollar i could and started the chemo. It was expensive but well worth it. This was more than a year ago. He is currently in remission and is cancer free. However, he is towards the end of his life and it is really starting to show. He basically sleeps all day until he hears my truck pull up to the house. He greats me every day with a huge smile! Im so lucky to have him.
Dogs and Friends
- Thread starter Jimmy Reid
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you know, timing is everything - and everything happens for a reason.
THANK YOU
at 1AM, my 16yr old (God knows how she has made it this far past 12), for whatever reason, decided to jump, from 3rd step, down. onto tile. missed & landed onto her collarbone/throat, as legs splayed out. while i was right there, in front of her - and didn't catch her in time.... i immediately picked her up. held her tight to my chest to calm her heartbeat, & told her, "you are OK."
and prayed.
after i consoled her. and confirmed that nothing was broken & no trip to the ER. i corrected her. "NO JUMP!"
remember that you are the parent.
"that's your job. and that's your deal."
you did everything that you could have. to take care of Boo. as you should have.
.
THANK YOU
at 1AM, my 16yr old (God knows how she has made it this far past 12), for whatever reason, decided to jump, from 3rd step, down. onto tile. missed & landed onto her collarbone/throat, as legs splayed out. while i was right there, in front of her - and didn't catch her in time.... i immediately picked her up. held her tight to my chest to calm her heartbeat, & told her, "you are OK."
and prayed.
after i consoled her. and confirmed that nothing was broken & no trip to the ER. i corrected her. "NO JUMP!"
remember that you are the parent.
"that's your job. and that's your deal."
you did everything that you could have. to take care of Boo. as you should have.
.
NYC cue dude
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This post was very difficult to read.
I empathize with you, on so many levels.
First, I consider myself blessed to have known and currently know, unconditional love. I have it in my life with my wife and daughter and before they died, my maternal grandparents. Outside of family I have only received and given unconditional love to one friend, and he is of course, my best friend. I am blessed to have him in my life. I also have experienced it with 2 dogs. One living and one past. Every moment I am at home, whether awake or sleeping, my dog is close enough that she's touching me.
While reading your post I got angry. But not at you. My biggest mistake (regret) in my life, according to me, happened with my grandfather. I won't go into details, but suffice it to say, I have never loved anyone more. He died at 92. When he was in his late 80's, and after suffering a stroke, I managed to take him fishing, one last time. During the trip, he was handling a fishing knife and when I saw I went BALLISTIC. I yelled at him like I was an animal. I could see on his face that he was ver hurt. I still can't explain it nor have I really forgiven myself for it.
My only advice is to keep the happiest memories alive. The sooner you let go of the trauma, the better for your physical and mental health. You can't change the past, only how you remember it.
I empathize with you, on so many levels.
First, I consider myself blessed to have known and currently know, unconditional love. I have it in my life with my wife and daughter and before they died, my maternal grandparents. Outside of family I have only received and given unconditional love to one friend, and he is of course, my best friend. I am blessed to have him in my life. I also have experienced it with 2 dogs. One living and one past. Every moment I am at home, whether awake or sleeping, my dog is close enough that she's touching me.
While reading your post I got angry. But not at you. My biggest mistake (regret) in my life, according to me, happened with my grandfather. I won't go into details, but suffice it to say, I have never loved anyone more. He died at 92. When he was in his late 80's, and after suffering a stroke, I managed to take him fishing, one last time. During the trip, he was handling a fishing knife and when I saw I went BALLISTIC. I yelled at him like I was an animal. I could see on his face that he was ver hurt. I still can't explain it nor have I really forgiven myself for it.
My only advice is to keep the happiest memories alive. The sooner you let go of the trauma, the better for your physical and mental health. You can't change the past, only how you remember it.
