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Depression from my cats death
On Jan 25, 8:10*am, dgk wrote:
On Thu, 24 Jan 2008 19:22:09 -0500, "Matt" wrote: "dgk" Do you really care what the Nazi sexual repressed POS has to say *kill file him and move on. Sometimes he is fun to mess with but in the long run *you have to ask your self *DO YOU REALLY CARE WHAT THAT FREAK HAS TO SAY. *I sure the hell don't and have the POS kill filed It's just so that other folks know what he is. He gets his thrills from hurting other people, so I just want to explain what he is about. See..... You got nothing to say... Nothing. Can't even back up your flimsy little claim (as if that were something new). IBen Getiner |
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Depression from my cats death
On Jan 25, 11:51*am, "Matt" wrote:
"dgk" wrote in message ... On Thu, 24 Jan 2008 19:22:09 -0500, "Matt" wrote: "dgk" Do you really care what the Nazi sexual repressed POS has to say *kill file him and move on. Sometimes he is fun to mess with but in the long run *you have to ask your self *DO YOU REALLY CARE WHAT THAT FREAK HAS TO SAY. *I sure the hell don't and have the POS kill filed It's just so that other folks know what he is. He gets his thrills from hurting other people, so I just want to explain what he is about. Dgk * you can do that with out responding to him. *If someone is stupid enough to pay attention to what he has to say than there is no helping them. I know of no post that it was only him saying his usually POS *in all these years that someone did not respond with something of a correct answer to get the person straight information- Hide quoted text - - Show quoted text - Man... your writing skills are terrible. Where do you come from...? Inner Mongolia..?? IBen |
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Depression from my cats death
On Jan 25, 4:49�pm, wrote:
On Jan 23, 6:42�am, wrote: I just lost my Cat, she was a siamese but looked more tonkanese to me, named Kiki. My mom bought her for me when I had just finished the first grade, so I was around 6 years old. I am now about to turn 28 and she has been with me the entire time, amazing when I reflect on it, she was around 21. She started showing some serious problems at the beginning of 2007, having her first seizure, she had 3 more up to her death, yesterday, January 22nd. When a cats health goes, it goes fast, I remember before that first seizure I thought she would be around until she was 30 years old. Her health got seriously bad in December, she started having labored breathing and barely ate and had lost a lot of weight. The vet said she may have cancer or heart failure and told me she probably only had a couple weeks to live, he also told me multiple tests were unneccessary on a cat of her age and would hurt more than help. She actually lived about 4 or 5 weeks since that visit to the vet. In the last two days she completely stopped eating and barely had enough power to walk, Monday night I decided I would put her down on Tuesday. Yesterday(Tuesday) upon waking I saw her and she now couldnt stand, she seemed at peace just laying, I talked to her, she basically went from walking normal and hopping on a recliner with me to unable to stand in a matter of a few days. I decided to take her in to the vet and as I was in the waiting room holding her in a towel I talked to her and she took a couple deep breathes then just stopped breathing, her eyes wide open, she died. I believe she was scared, she was always scared when I took her to the vet, I think its possible the stress finally was too much for her to take, I noticed she urinated in the towel. The vet came in checked her heart and told me she was dead, so I didnt have to euthanize her, I kind of wish I just sat with her at home until she died, but who knows if she would have died at the same time. Now I am extremely depressed, I did not think it would be this hard once she died, but it is pretty devastating. I do not feel like doing anything, I go to the gym almost everynight and last night I was supposed to but just dont feel like it, I dont know when I will feel like getting back to normalcy. I have the week off work for other reasons but I would have probably took today off if I was supposed to work. I looked through a bunch of pictures picking her's out last night, it was emotional for me. It's hard because I live by myself and the one thing I always had with me no matter what was her, when I look down and she's not there its hard. She is being cremated today and I still have to figure out what I am going to do with her ashes. I'm hoping expressing my feelings here will help me to get over this hump and move on, I dont really care if anyone reads it, no replies are neccessary. Im sure she wouldnt want me this sad but it's like losing one of your best friends you have known for 20+ years. I looked through her pictures and actually was able to crack a smile earlier, so I believe time is about the only thing to make myself feel better. For those who have lost a beloved pet I now know what it is like to feel your pain, it is no fun. Bye Kiki, or hopefully I will see you later. I feel your loss...I lost my beautiful orange tabby "Jake" on Jan. 7th. �All it takes is for me to start thinking about him and I start to cry. �I miss him so much and my other kitties miss him too. �It's been a hard few weeks for us but I think we're finally starting to adjust. �I keep reaching for him in bed and he's not there to pet and love anymore and it breaks my heart. �Anyway, enough of me. �I just wanted you to know that I'm right there with you while we mourn our losses. Debbie- Hide quoted text - - Show quoted text - Im sorry for your loss, I am starting to adjust as well. Im finding myself thinking more about the around 20 years of good memories instead of the less than a year of bad ones. I still get sad, but it has only been 3-4 days, I think with the more time, the better I will feel. The first day or two after the death I was thinking "how the hell am I going to get by feeling like this", but you just have to deal with it, and it is tough, but gets better. |
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Depression from my cats death
dgk formulated the question :
On Thu, 24 Jan 2008 02:52:06 -0800 (PST), IBen Getiner wrote: I know how you feel, Glov. .. IBen Getiner No actually, you don't. You don't have real feelings. You're a sociopath. For anyone who wonders how anyone can write what IBen does, please look at this: http://www.hss.caltech.edu/~mcafee/Bin/sb.html He has a point though and though I would hate to lose a pet there are worse things that can happen in life and the OP would be helped better if this was put into perspective. I give to the OP the following example of how people have to pul themselves together and carry on. Sir Galahad (L3005) was the name of a LSL (landing ship logistic) belonging to the Royal Fleet Auxiliary, part of the British fleet. She was a 3,270 ton LSL built by Stephens and launched in 1966. She could carry 340 troops comfortably or 534 in austere conditions. Beaching cargo capacity was 340 tons, and could include 16 tanks, 34 mixed vehicles, 120 tons of petroleum produce and 30 tons of ammunition. Landing craft could be carried in place of lifeboats, but unloading was mainly handled by three cranes. Galahad was active during the Falklands War. On May 24, 1982 in San Carlos Water she was attacked by A-4Bs of the Argentine Air Force (FAA) and was hit by one 1000 pound bomb which did not detonate and strafed in a following wave of attack aircraft. On June 8 in Bluff Cove, together with Sir Tristram, she was hit again by two or three bombs and was very badly damaged, while unloading soldiers from the 1st Welsh Guards. 48 were killed in the explosions and subsequent fire. Later the hulk was towed out to sea and sunk by HMS Onyx (S21); it is now an official war grave, designated as a protected place under the Protection of Military Remains Act. A significant proportion of the fatalities (32 out of the 48 dead) were from the Welsh Guards. See Casualties of the Battle of Bluff Cove for further details. Guardsman Simon Weston, was among the survivors of the attack on Sir Galahad. He suffered 49% burns and his story has been widely reported in numerous television and newspaper coverage. 10 years after Sir Galahad was sunk, Mr Weston was awarded the OBE. Other units affected include 3 Troop (of 20 Field Squadron, 36 Engineer Regiment) which was temporarily attached to 9 Independent Parachute Squadron Royal Engineers and was being transported on the Galahad to provide engineering support following the landings. Engineers feature prominently in contemporary footage showing two whalers landing survivors, with Captain Foxley (commander of 3 Troop) directing the rowers and Sapper Parslow being one of the first men to jump out to pull the boats on shore. 3 Troop comprised approximately 40 men and lost 2 dead and about 10 wounded in the attack on the Galahad. -- Count Baldoni |
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Depression from my cats death
I'm so sorry to hear about your baby. It is so hard and we never have them
long enough, do we? My heart goes out to you. Give yourself time to heal and then think about being a catparent again. There are so many babies out there who need loving people like we are. Carol wrote in message ... I just lost my Cat, she was a siamese but looked more tonkanese to me, named Kiki. My mom bought her for me when I had just finished the first grade, so I was around 6 years old. I am now about to turn 28 and she has been with me the entire time, amazing when I reflect on it, she was around 21. She started showing some serious problems at the beginning of 2007, having her first seizure, she had 3 more up to her death, yesterday, January 22nd. When a cats health goes, it goes fast, I remember before that first seizure I thought she would be around until she was 30 years old. Her health got seriously bad in December, she started having labored breathing and barely ate and had lost a lot of weight. The vet said she may have cancer or heart failure and told me she probably only had a couple weeks to live, he also told me multiple tests were unneccessary on a cat of her age and would hurt more than help. She actually lived about 4 or 5 weeks since that visit to the vet. In the last two days she completely stopped eating and barely had enough power to walk, Monday night I decided I would put her down on Tuesday. Yesterday(Tuesday) upon waking I saw her and she now couldnt stand, she seemed at peace just laying, I talked to her, she basically went from walking normal and hopping on a recliner with me to unable to stand in a matter of a few days. I decided to take her in to the vet and as I was in the waiting room holding her in a towel I talked to her and she took a couple deep breathes then just stopped breathing, her eyes wide open, she died. I believe she was scared, she was always scared when I took her to the vet, I think its possible the stress finally was too much for her to take, I noticed she urinated in the towel. The vet came in checked her heart and told me she was dead, so I didnt have to euthanize her, I kind of wish I just sat with her at home until she died, but who knows if she would have died at the same time. Now I am extremely depressed, I did not think it would be this hard once she died, but it is pretty devastating. I do not feel like doing anything, I go to the gym almost everynight and last night I was supposed to but just dont feel like it, I dont know when I will feel like getting back to normalcy. I have the week off work for other reasons but I would have probably took today off if I was supposed to work. I looked through a bunch of pictures picking her's out last night, it was emotional for me. It's hard because I live by myself and the one thing I always had with me no matter what was her, when I look down and she's not there its hard. She is being cremated today and I still have to figure out what I am going to do with her ashes. I'm hoping expressing my feelings here will help me to get over this hump and move on, I dont really care if anyone reads it, no replies are neccessary. Im sure she wouldnt want me this sad but it's like losing one of your best friends you have known for 20+ years. I looked through her pictures and actually was able to crack a smile earlier, so I believe time is about the only thing to make myself feel better. For those who have lost a beloved pet I now know what it is like to feel your pain, it is no fun. Bye Kiki, or hopefully I will see you later. |
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Debbie - So sorry for your loss of Jake. I have lost 3 cats and my husband
in 5 years. I know how hard it is. Hugs, Carol wrote in message ... On Jan 23, 6:42 am, wrote: I just lost my Cat, she was a siamese but looked more tonkanese to me, named Kiki. My mom bought her for me when I had just finished the first grade, so I was around 6 years old. I am now about to turn 28 and she has been with me the entire time, amazing when I reflect on it, she was around 21. She started showing some serious problems at the beginning of 2007, having her first seizure, she had 3 more up to her death, yesterday, January 22nd. When a cats health goes, it goes fast, I remember before that first seizure I thought she would be around until she was 30 years old. Her health got seriously bad in December, she started having labored breathing and barely ate and had lost a lot of weight. The vet said she may have cancer or heart failure and told me she probably only had a couple weeks to live, he also told me multiple tests were unneccessary on a cat of her age and would hurt more than help. She actually lived about 4 or 5 weeks since that visit to the vet. In the last two days she completely stopped eating and barely had enough power to walk, Monday night I decided I would put her down on Tuesday. Yesterday(Tuesday) upon waking I saw her and she now couldnt stand, she seemed at peace just laying, I talked to her, she basically went from walking normal and hopping on a recliner with me to unable to stand in a matter of a few days. I decided to take her in to the vet and as I was in the waiting room holding her in a towel I talked to her and she took a couple deep breathes then just stopped breathing, her eyes wide open, she died. I believe she was scared, she was always scared when I took her to the vet, I think its possible the stress finally was too much for her to take, I noticed she urinated in the towel. The vet came in checked her heart and told me she was dead, so I didnt have to euthanize her, I kind of wish I just sat with her at home until she died, but who knows if she would have died at the same time. Now I am extremely depressed, I did not think it would be this hard once she died, but it is pretty devastating. I do not feel like doing anything, I go to the gym almost everynight and last night I was supposed to but just dont feel like it, I dont know when I will feel like getting back to normalcy. I have the week off work for other reasons but I would have probably took today off if I was supposed to work. I looked through a bunch of pictures picking her's out last night, it was emotional for me. It's hard because I live by myself and the one thing I always had with me no matter what was her, when I look down and she's not there its hard. She is being cremated today and I still have to figure out what I am going to do with her ashes. I'm hoping expressing my feelings here will help me to get over this hump and move on, I dont really care if anyone reads it, no replies are neccessary. Im sure she wouldnt want me this sad but it's like losing one of your best friends you have known for 20+ years. I looked through her pictures and actually was able to crack a smile earlier, so I believe time is about the only thing to make myself feel better. For those who have lost a beloved pet I now know what it is like to feel your pain, it is no fun. Bye Kiki, or hopefully I will see you later. I feel your loss...I lost my beautiful orange tabby "Jake" on Jan. 7th. All it takes is for me to start thinking about him and I start to cry. I miss him so much and my other kitties miss him too. It's been a hard few weeks for us but I think we're finally starting to adjust. I keep reaching for him in bed and he's not there to pet and love anymore and it breaks my heart. Anyway, enough of me. I just wanted you to know that I'm right there with you while we mourn our losses. Debbie |
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On Jan 26, 1:08*pm, "ElvisRocks" wrote:
Debbie - So sorry for your loss of Jake. *I have lost 3 cats and my husband in 5 years. *I know how hard it is. *Hugs, wrote in message Thank you Carol, it helps to know that others can share your pain. Hugs back to you. |
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Depression from my cats death
I, too, am very sorry about your loss. It sounds to me like you are
coping just fine (as well as can be expected - in a very normal way) and it is really encouraging and heartening to find so many people posting and trying to help. I mean, the cat was with you for over twenty years. I think sometimes they are almost as close to us as other humans. It is not really the same, but it can be pretty close. In those twenty years the two of you shared many experiences, like snuggling up together and playing. Animals can give us so much joy. Of course you are going to grieve for the loss of a friend. I liked the response from the person who said part of the sorrow must be because we cannot talk to other cats about our loss. I liked that post :-) My husband and I adopted a stray cat many years ago. Her name was Tramp. We loved her so much. She was just a plain ordinary gray and white tabby but we got so much joy from her. She was a bit on the wild side when we got her but we watched her over the years bloom into a wonderful house cat. It took her about two years to feel comfortable enough to sleep in our bed with us at night and then she always laid by our feet. She got more confident to where she started playing... she played more as as an adult I think she did as a young cat. She was always so overly cautious in the beginning. We think she never learned how to play as a youth because she was probably on her own defending herself in the wild. That is probably a hopelessly romanticized view of her life before she found us... But she was very, very special. When I think of her I still get a little teary eyed. I am not sure why. Even though we have other special animals in our lives, and special people, I can honestly say I still miss her and it has been a few years now. No other cat will ever take that special place in our hearts. You will always be glad you kept the pictures and albums of your kitty friend. I liked that post, too, from the woman who suggested making an album with the pictures to give yourself some closure. My thoughts are with you ;-) Take care ;-) |
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Depression from my cats death
On Jan 28, 4:37�pm, hopitus wrote:
On Jan 26, 1:08�pm, "ElvisRocks" wrote: Debbie - So sorry for your loss of Jake. �I have lost 3 cats and my husband in 5 years. �I know how hard it is. �Hugs, wrote in message ... On Jan 23, 6:42 am, wrote: I just lost my Cat, she was a siamese but looked more tonkanese to me, named Kiki. My mom bought her for me when I had just finished the first grade, so I was around 6 years old. I am now about to turn 28 and she has been with me the entire time, amazing when I reflect on it, she was around 21. She started showing some serious problems at the beginning of 2007, having her first seizure, she had 3 more up to her death, yesterday, January 22nd. When a cats health goes, it goes fast, I remember before that first seizure I thought she would be around until she was 30 years old. Her health got seriously bad in December, she started having labored breathing and barely ate and had lost a lot of weight. The vet said she may have cancer or heart failure and told me she probably only had a couple weeks to live, he also told me multiple tests were unneccessary on a cat of her age and would hurt more than help. She actually lived about 4 or 5 weeks since that visit to the vet. In the last two days she completely stopped eating and barely had enough power to walk, Monday night I decided I would put her down on Tuesday. Yesterday(Tuesday) upon waking I saw her and she now couldnt stand, she seemed at peace just laying, I talked to her, she basically went from walking normal and hopping on a recliner with me to unable to stand in a matter of a few days. I decided to take her in to the vet and as I was in the waiting room holding her in a towel I talked to her and she took a couple deep breathes then just stopped breathing, her eyes wide open, she died. I believe she was scared, she was always scared when I took her to the vet, I think its possible the stress finally was too much for her to take, I noticed she urinated in the towel. The vet came in checked her heart and told me she was dead, so I didnt have to euthanize her, I kind of wish I just sat with her at home until she died, but who knows if she would have died at the same time. Now I am extremely depressed, I did not think it would be this hard once she died, but it is pretty devastating. I do not feel like doing anything, I go to the gym almost everynight and last night I was supposed to but just dont feel like it, I dont know when I will feel like getting back to normalcy. I have the week off work for other reasons but I would have probably took today off if I was supposed to work. I looked through a bunch of pictures picking her's out last night, it was emotional for me. It's hard because I live by myself and the one thing I always had with me no matter what was her, when I look down and she's not there its hard. She is being cremated today and I still have to figure out what I am going to do with her ashes. I'm hoping expressing my feelings here will help me to get over this hump and move on, I dont really care if anyone reads it, no replies are neccessary. Im sure she wouldnt want me this sad but it's like losing one of your best friends you have known for 20+ years. I looked through her pictures and actually was able to crack a smile earlier, so I believe time is about the only thing to make myself feel better. For those who have lost a beloved pet I now know what it is like to feel your pain, it is no fun. Bye Kiki, or hopefully I will see you later. I feel your loss...I lost my beautiful orange tabby "Jake" on Jan. 7th. �All it takes is for me to start thinking about him and I start to cry. �I miss him so much and my other kitties miss him too. �It's been a hard few weeks for us but I think we're finally starting to adjust. �I keep reaching for him in bed and he's not there to pet and love anymore and it breaks my heart. �Anyway, enough of me. �I just wanted you to know that I'm right there with you while we mourn our losses. Debbie- Hide quoted text - - Show quoted text - I dunno how this thread got into a hot discussion of who likes or dislikes IBG (as he says anyway, who cares?) but AFAIC he's got just as much right to post here as anyone else; no need to agree w/him....I see no big deal. Thank you for seeing the lite of day, hopy IBG This post is for Glov deep in the loss of old kitty...trying to ease your grief and guilt a bit,I believe her death was not from taking her to TED, but just a coincidence because you were at vet's when the moment finally came.I have had old cats die at home with me and it is pretty much the same with all....they usually stop breathing....then just like hoomins, in a few minutes the heart slows and finally stops. Since all of my cats for a long time have all been "throwaways" or strays, I have no idea how old they really are....but my old cats - when the time comes- first stop eating, then drinking...then just lay around for a couple days till Bast takes them home. There are many in the backyard of my FL former home (but of course one doesn't tell the real estate agent about that) and even poor old Sylvie sleeps in my son's backyard where he put her for me (a new experience for me and wierd to me was that because she died 2 days before Valentine's Day, 2005 the ground was frozen hard and impossible to bury her then; she remained covered and sheltered on his back porch as that remained just like an openair freezer till the ground thawed during one of the nastiest (remember I am not a Coloradan and to me snow/ice is a big PITA).....I wanted as a former hospital worker who had seen hoomin death many times in 30 years doing that that bowel and bladder control is often lost during or immediately after death and I see no reason cats would differ from us that way so please don't take it to heart that she did too....your pain will lessen slowly and gradually over time and I've found that honoring your kitty by taking home another cat from your local shelter has been helpful for me,especially an older or disabled cat which adopters generally don't want. My Rowdous, age 8, is blind in his left eye from a cruel act when he was a helpless kitten; he will live out his life with me (mine all are indoor only) as my biggest, baddest, 19-pounder. Petloss.com may also help you, try it.- Hide quoted text - |
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