Here I sit with Midnight. I know his final time on this earth is near. I can't find my blogger account, I wanted something to occupy my mind. He is starting to get agitated. My eyes are tearing. I plan to bathe him because I want to make sure he doesn't smell like the bed he is on. He has lost control of his bodily functions and I keep putting clean items down for him so he is comfortable. In honoring Harrison's wish to have him at home I realize I am the one who will suffer. We thought he might go in the night while everyone was asleep, however, he is a trooper and stubborn. Just like when he was healthy. Yesterday when Harrison came home, he saw him and said maybe he should go to the vet now, but we decided it was too late and we had to complete this process allowing him to stay home in a familiar place. He looks for me when I pass by, which is why I made a cup of tea and decided to just sit in the room with him. He was my shadow and watched over me when I wasn't well and I will return the favor no matter how difficult it is for me to see him try to hold on with me. I am typing with one finger because he will put his head or his paw by my hand or try to move his body, lift his head towards me. I don't want him to die alone, but, I wonder if I leave if he will stop trying to hang on. What do I do? I just told him I loved him and to take a deep breath and let go. Still he looks for MaMa. I will stay here all day if he needs me. I found a red handkerchief with bones on it that I know someone put on him after a bath, I may put that on him too after I wipe him off. He is laying in towels that I keep changing because the urine keeps soaking through, I can't let him leave me smelling like urine. This is very hard. I am glad the kids are not here. I don't think Darren realizes how emotional it is, I know we went through the loss of both of his parents and boy was that painful. This is the loss of a pet who met you happily at the door because he heard the garage door go up, who ran with you, who let you know if someone was coming near the yard, who when I was home alone and sick would lay across the door as if to say you must get through me to get to her. Yes he and his sister tore up my garden! Chewed furniture as puppies, but, we received so many compliments about what good dogs they are and how well trained. So yes, he is a dog, but not JUST a dog, he is my shadow, my friend, protector and my teacher. He taught patience truly is a virtue and what unconditional love means. I will sit here and sit here and sit here because I have unconditional love for him because of him. I played songs for Midnight. You've run your last race my friend. Thanks for helping us train for all of the 5ks, 10ks, half marathons and marathons. Long distance running was your favorite thing to do. You would just tuck in on pace at our sides, off leash, and run. We knew you enjoyed it because we tired before you did. We gave you the happiest life we knew how to give and now I will be with you until the end. Others may feel differently. However, the decision was made and here we are listening to Chicago, Elton John, Fourplay, Carly Simon (lovin' you is the right thing), Carole King (you've got a friend), whatever else comes to mind. Oh, piano music is comforting too. You've got your nose under the bed as if to sniff for Harrison just one last time, he will be happy to hear that. I couldn't help you get better, I tried. I hand fed you when you couldn't close your lower jaw and the vet didn't know what to do. We got you back to good health. Nothing worked this time, not medication, not homeopathic tries nothing. After 10 fun years I had to stop trying. One of my last acts of loves was to cuddle with you in the recliner and you ate one of my coconut crackers. I'm glad we shared that treat together. It came in packs of two, you ate one and I ate the other. Find peace my wonderful canine child. Princess has not been in here since she left to have her breakfast. Hmm, what do animals know? I see you are in pain now, I hurt with you. My back and bottom will pay for the hours I've sat here since around 10am. It is all worth it for you Midnight died today at 1:59pm. He was not alone. I was holding his paw. I can't believe he is gone. No more "Mr. Magic" for me. You're My Best Friend - Queen I was playing Because You Loved Me by Celine Dion, silly, huh? No more struggles or pain, Buddy. That is what Harrison called you. He will miss you so much I can't imagine how he will feel or what he will do when I tell him. Well. Now I am going to get you off of this soiled bed and wipe you down so you will smell better and then I will wrap you in your sister's bed. Rest now my Shadow. Rest in peace. - Mommy
My journey towards healing from a closed head injury. In the beginning I didn't know my colors needed help with personal care and here I am writing a blog. I want you to know you must try hard to recover and try not to be discouraged by the set backs, I call them speed bumps. I take anti seizure medicine twice a day and I hope some of my posts might make you laugh because sometimes life kicks your butt. Get up, dust yourself off and keep moving forward. I do!
Friday, January 31, 2014
On this day we lost our best friend, Midnight King, our beautiful black Labrador Retriever
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