thejunipertree (
thejunipertree) wrote2002-07-01 12:43 am
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my lady of the pink eyes
Midnight's not doing any better. And if you put a gun to my head, I'd have to admit that she was actually doing worse. I had to clean her up again this evening, after I got back to the apartment. She won't eat anything, not even her vitamins. Or drink anything. I'm going to make an appointment tomorrow for the vet (the other vet, the one who did her ear surgery last year, not the vet I owe money to) and see what they say. I don't think she's going to get any better and my mom asked if I was ready to put her down. I told her I'd never be ready to do it, but if it was the best thing to do...then I would.
Which absolutely kills me.
I've had my girl for a long time now. She's been with me through seven households and so many ups/downs that it would take a book to recant them all. I remember walking down the street, with her hidden in my hair and the softcold feel of her pink nose pressed to my ear.
It...hurts.
I'm afraid that they're going to tell me I'm just a bad ferretmommy. That it was something easily fixable, but I waited too long to bring her in. For what it's worth, she really only got downslide bad this weekend. The first time I posted about her not doing well, she improved from. So, I figured it was just an off day for her (which do happen when ferrets are this elderly).
I asked Newt if she would go with me to the vet's office, because I need someone to hold her while I drive. My mother, obviously, can't go. Newt says she's going to try, but she's sick and has a ton of other things to do tomorrow in preperation for her upcoming move to Delaware.
I just, I need someone to go with me. I can't do this on my own. If I have to have her put to sleep, then I desperately need someone with me.
Which absolutely kills me.
I've had my girl for a long time now. She's been with me through seven households and so many ups/downs that it would take a book to recant them all. I remember walking down the street, with her hidden in my hair and the softcold feel of her pink nose pressed to my ear.
It...hurts.
I'm afraid that they're going to tell me I'm just a bad ferretmommy. That it was something easily fixable, but I waited too long to bring her in. For what it's worth, she really only got downslide bad this weekend. The first time I posted about her not doing well, she improved from. So, I figured it was just an off day for her (which do happen when ferrets are this elderly).
I asked Newt if she would go with me to the vet's office, because I need someone to hold her while I drive. My mother, obviously, can't go. Newt says she's going to try, but she's sick and has a ton of other things to do tomorrow in preperation for her upcoming move to Delaware.
I just, I need someone to go with me. I can't do this on my own. If I have to have her put to sleep, then I desperately need someone with me.
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