We lost Chipper this week. I am so heartbroken. So many times everyday day I cry when something reminds me of him. He was such a special guy. Everyone who met him was touched by him. Everyone in my family came over to be with him when we saw he was failing and he was surrounded by so much love…
He had another stroke episode and lost his other eye and much of his coordination. He could no longer walk in a straight line, but veered badly to the left when walking. In the end he would hardly even get up and he couldn’t see or hear. When he did sit up he was panting hard and in a lot of pain. He stopped wanting to eat, even if hand fed. He couldn’t tolerate the pain medicines and had diarrhea.
He also got quite fearful and was only calm if I was holding his head and petting him, which I did for hours. I lifted him into the bed and slept beside him at night. Finally, I had to make the decision to have him put to sleep. I hope that I did the right thing, as I still feel terribly guilty about it and feel like I somehow gave up on him … I know we couldn’t make him better and I know he was in pain and very afraid, yet with every fiber of my being all I wanted was to somehow be able to do something…. I still can hardly bear it. For the time he was with us, I spoiled him in every way I knew how and he was loved so, so very much. I ache with his absence.
Karen, thank you and everyone at Almost Home for giving him a chance to have a home and for allowing us to be that home. He touched our lives so wonderfully. I miss him so much.