DMBernard
Junior Guinea Pig
Hello all,
A few weeks ago I had to put my baby boy Erik to sleep. One day I noticed he had lost some weight and was breathing heavily. I took him to the vet immediately, who x-rayed him and found so much fluid around his lungs he couldn't even see his heart. The for the next week I syringe fed Erik and had him on a diuretic. He seemed to be doing better, and a follow up x-ray showed his heart was normal. However, the following week the diuretic stopped being effective and the fluid was back. I took him to a different vet who I trusted a little more, and she found white blood cells in the fluid typical of lymphoma. At this point, Erik was in so much pain, he was so skinny, and the diuretic wasn't effective, that I decided to put him down.
It's been a few weeks but I can't get over the sadness and guilt. I adopted Erik a year and a half ago when he was two. He was my baby. Never have I met a more beautiful, calm piggy. We always joked he should be a model. He helped me through so many times with his cuddles and kisses, and I feel like I failed him. I keep feeling like if I tried harder, noticed earlier, it would have ended differently. I trust this vet, and logically I know Erik wouldn't have lasted more than a few more days, but I keep wondering if I could have saved him, and if I condemned him. I just feel so horrible that he died so young.
I don't know if anyone has any advice on how to get over these feelings? I just miss Erik so much. I feel like I failed him.
A few weeks ago I had to put my baby boy Erik to sleep. One day I noticed he had lost some weight and was breathing heavily. I took him to the vet immediately, who x-rayed him and found so much fluid around his lungs he couldn't even see his heart. The for the next week I syringe fed Erik and had him on a diuretic. He seemed to be doing better, and a follow up x-ray showed his heart was normal. However, the following week the diuretic stopped being effective and the fluid was back. I took him to a different vet who I trusted a little more, and she found white blood cells in the fluid typical of lymphoma. At this point, Erik was in so much pain, he was so skinny, and the diuretic wasn't effective, that I decided to put him down.
It's been a few weeks but I can't get over the sadness and guilt. I adopted Erik a year and a half ago when he was two. He was my baby. Never have I met a more beautiful, calm piggy. We always joked he should be a model. He helped me through so many times with his cuddles and kisses, and I feel like I failed him. I keep feeling like if I tried harder, noticed earlier, it would have ended differently. I trust this vet, and logically I know Erik wouldn't have lasted more than a few more days, but I keep wondering if I could have saved him, and if I condemned him. I just feel so horrible that he died so young.
I don't know if anyone has any advice on how to get over these feelings? I just miss Erik so much. I feel like I failed him.