sandra_slayton
Posted : 3/24/2006 3:53:56 PM
I know just where you are coming from. When I lost to my Hunter to AIHA following his proheart6 injection, I went down hill and stayed for 8 months. I lost 40 poumds during that 8 months. Not only was I blaming myself for agreeing to switch him to the 'perfectly ssafe PH6", I had also let two of my other 3 goldens have it. His litter mate sister had her first one onAug.1, Hunter h is 3rd on Aug. 28, and Honey her 2ed on Oct. 1--Hunter was diagnosed and put in ICU on the 9th, died on the 16th. 2003.
One night in June 2004 I was woke up by Hunter licking the back of my neck and ear, slobber all over my hair, etc as he always did to wake me up. When I got fully awake I realized Hunter had been gone 8 months. It was his littermate sister, KayCee. I h ave to explain here that kayCee has always been a foot and leg licker, Hunter was a face, neck, throat, arm licker. He woke me every morning licking on my neck, throat, ears, and I would have a bunch of slobber in my hair.
Somehow I knew without a doubt that Hunter was using KayCee's body to let me know he was fine, he loved me as much as ever, he knew ai loved him and he didn't blame me for his death. I had NEVER believed in ghost and visits from beyound, etc, and use to laugh at the stories on Unsolved Mysteries that involved that kind of thing. But that night I KNEW without a doubt what happened to me.
At first my family thought i had gone over the edge, but then they soon found i was laughing again, enjoying myself, could talk about Huinter without crying, etc. They then believed me. As much as i want it to happen again, it never has. I guess it was just a one time thing to bring me back up.
A couple on one of my golden boards lost their 4 year old golden to pancreaitis 2 weeks ago. She come in from work on Tuesday and found he weak and he had thrown up several times. Right to the vet, he was admited and put on IV, next day diagnosed with that horrid disease, got worse instead of better and then the vet said his pancrease was dying, she could operate, but there was only a slim chance he could make it thru the surgery and even if he did his quality of life would not be good. They elected to let him go. She blamed herself because she had given him some steak fat on the Saturday and believed that caused it.
We can't go around blaming ourselves. In my case i trusted my vet who trusted the sales reps. It was not my fault and I know that now. We al;ways have that hind sight--if only i had researched PH6 before letting my dog have, if only I not given him steak fat, if only I had gotten her to the vet 2 minutes sooner, and it goes on and one.
And as to getting another dog soon, there is nothing callus or wrong about that in the least. It pay tribute to our lost dog--they made such an impact on our life that we can't not live without one. I am soon to be 61 and I have lost many dogs in my life and I grieved hard for each one, i love each one still, and I know without a doubt they would happy that i always got another dog--not a replacement, that can never be. You replaced tires on your car, the old recliner, the sheets for your bed, but you never replace a living, breathing love, be it human or animal.