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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2011 5:11:09 GMT -5
Thank you so very much for your kind words. I can't read any of these without crying. I did get to talk to my vet (who is out of state), expressed my concerns. She had some great pointers and made me feel alot better. We're going to have her checked out locally for ear mites (again) to see if that has anything to do with itchies, also try some aloe vera on her skin, and up her prednisone again. If this doesn't work, we will have to let her go. I'm not ready for it at all, but then again, it's not about me, its about her.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2011 6:38:46 GMT -5
I'm so sorry to hear that you need to deal with this most difficult decision - One of my first two ferrets was an impossible decision because he declined very slowly. Day-to-day differences did not bring much change - some days would be a little better than others, but over the course of time, there would be no getting better - only worse. This is the point when you need to look back at a time when you can clearly remember how your baby was actively playing and undeniably still enjoying life. You need to look at the amount of happy time your ferret has today as well as the quality of life your ferret will have tomorrow. It's the most difficult decision in the world, and it's a very personal one, especially in the case of a slow decline in the quality of life. As you have already said, your decision need to be for the benefit of your ferret. In my opinion, helping a pet cross the bridge is the most selfless, biggest gift you can give your pet.
Hugs to you and all of your babies - you will be in my thoughts and prayers.
-jennifer
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Post by weezz on Jun 3, 2011 10:04:32 GMT -5
I am so very sorry that you have to go through this. This is one of the hardest decisions to make, but in the end, it's the most kindest thing you can do, your final gift of love for a wee, suffering friend.
The first ferret I had to help cross the bridge is Sasha. She was a mess from day one of her rescue. Her first place to visit was not our home, but we went straight to the vet. Through medical and holistic treatments, and lots of TLC and sleepless nights/weeks/months, we were able to give her a good 7-8 months where she was a ferret again. Towards the end she let me know she was done. One evening I was feeding her and she refused to swallow. I sat there and looked in her eyes...she had that blank look of having given up - the blank look of not being aware. Sasha was not there looking back at me anymore. So I didn't torture her anymore with pushing food she didn't want, and the next day helped her to the bridge, so she could go peacefully.
The point is... there is a point where medical intervention does not work anymore, and no matter what you do, how many meds, how many feedings, if they feel it is their time, they let you know. Just look into their eyes.
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