Some of you may have heard from my twitter account that I had to take one of the cats to the vet yesterday. It was Angel, he was completely blocked and in critical condition. He had to be move from the clinic to a 24 hour emergency center. It was from there that I got a call last night at about 10:00 pm. Angel had gone into cardiac arrest. It was a shock for us as well as the doctors, that’s not exactly the sort of thing that happens with urinary obstructions in cats. In case it isn’t already obvious, Angel didn’t make it. It’s hard to describe how I’ve been feeling about all of this. Shock, fear, sadness, guilt, the list goes on and on. All the what if scenarios keep on running through my mind. If only I had done this, if only I had noticed that, etc. My niece and nephew have been taking it fairly well, sort of. My nephew was told that we “lost” Angel and misunderstood. He now thinks Angel is just somewhere outside. My niece gets it. She has lots of questions too, and she now knows what epinephrine is and what cardiac arrest means. Overall, I guess we are just hanging in there. All we need is time.
Rest well Angel. We miss you and will never forget you.