tacran
Posted : 8/19/2007 8:16:54 PM
I don't know Alley's history -- sounds like you had a long struggle with some rough issues like allergies. Our friends lost a young dog after a baffling set of symptoms were finally diagnosed as a rare condition that was only slightly manageable and made her life very uncomfortable. They had to make the heartbreaking decision like you did, trying to determine when the “line” had been reached and there was nothing else they could do to help her live without pain and upset. We all mourned her loss deeply, even though we'd only had her in our lives for 3 years, and most of that time in poor health.
Having to make that decision is agonizing, and the doubts that surround it can be unbearable. We had to face that with our dog, and we went back and forth about whether it was the "right time." We kept looking for signs that he was ready, but he never gave us any clear ones -- he kept eating heartily and making his way to the door for very brief potty breaks. I searched his eyes for an answer, and to this day (over 18 months later), I still have doubts.
The sadness in your heart reflects the love you felt for Alley and the connection you had with her. The roller-coaster of emotions is entirely understandable. I was inconsolable for 3 days -- all I did was sob and sleep. If I didn't have a deadline at my office on day 4, I'm not sure when I would've bathed or eaten or dressed. It was then that I realized where the phrase comes from to say a face is "etched with grief." I barely recognized myself when I finally got to a mirror.
Callie and others have said things that ring deeply true for me -- the sudden “availability” of time when you no longer have to cook food, give meds, etc. The nights without multiple awakenings to check on them. No more avoiding social invites. Those realizations bring guilt in a
big way. And Callie#%92s right about filling that time in a way that honors Alley. I#%92d been newly involved in our local humane society when our dog first got sick. After his death, I became way more involved, and I know my heart takes on the cause of the shelter animals because my love for Tonka opened my eyes and ears to their needs. I also try to offer to other grieving people comfort because I know their pain. My love for him made me more compassionate and sensitive.
My deepest condolences to you and your family - it sounds like you gave your all to making Alley's life the best it could possibly be. If her life was to be a struggle, then she was blessed to have made her way to a home with you where she was obviously loved and cared for 110%.
Run free Alley, with no pain, no meds, no restrictions. My boy is a big Bullmastiff - he looks imposing, but he loves everyone, especially small females, so he'll look out for you. He#%92ll gladly make room for you in his harem! Watch over your Mom and family as they grieve for you.