I don't know how to write this at all, I have one of the biggest heartbreak feelings I've ever experienced. My lizard, after nearly a decade of companionship, passed away peacefully in her sleep. She had a freak accident with her reproductive organs a few days ago, underwent extensive surgery and was sent home, good to go. She was taking her medicine like a champ and just generally seemed better.
They did x-rays, blood and fecal work, and couldn't find any reason that lead to this. No tumors, no parasites, no calcium deficiencies. Vet said besides the obvious, she was in perfect health and all of her tests came back clear. While that would normally be good, in this case it meant it came down to old age and poor genetics. Something completely out of our control, and we had to rely on luck with the surgery.
Last night she suddenly got worse, and as I've worked in rehabbing animals for a long time, I know the signs when our time is coming to an end. She went into critical care, and as of this morning, has left me. I'm so f**king crushed; when we were in the ER initally, I was crying in the waiting room the entire time she was being seen. I'm not even religious and I was making the biggest plead deals of my life. I really thought she was on the path to recovery, and we're going to have to wait on autopsy reports to see what happened so suddenly, but god I can't stop crying. Not many people understand how much you can bond with reptiles, but she was my "dog" for a big portion of my life. I was with her constantly, and she could convince anyone to love reptiles. She trusted in me, and even when she had her freak accident, she was so calm and came right to me. With her medicine, the vets informed me it would be hard to administer it to a lizard, and that I'd have to get her "mad" so she forcefully opens her mouth. They didn't know her, when I gave her medicine, she would open her mouth for me no problem. She was a handfed since she was hatched.
I really, really wanted to be able to post in "What are you happy about today?" when her medicine was done. I'm so sad I will never get the chance. I didn't know where else to post this; in person people don't know how to comfort the lost of a reptile. They have that, "You can always buy another one" mentality. I wish I could have been better for her, that there were more options for her, and I'm so defeated and crushed. I loved her so, so much. She was in her "80s in human years", but man I would take those few extra years with her any day over this.
I'm sorry this is so long, I feel so broken over this and didn't know where else to vent.
They did x-rays, blood and fecal work, and couldn't find any reason that lead to this. No tumors, no parasites, no calcium deficiencies. Vet said besides the obvious, she was in perfect health and all of her tests came back clear. While that would normally be good, in this case it meant it came down to old age and poor genetics. Something completely out of our control, and we had to rely on luck with the surgery.
Last night she suddenly got worse, and as I've worked in rehabbing animals for a long time, I know the signs when our time is coming to an end. She went into critical care, and as of this morning, has left me. I'm so f**king crushed; when we were in the ER initally, I was crying in the waiting room the entire time she was being seen. I'm not even religious and I was making the biggest plead deals of my life. I really thought she was on the path to recovery, and we're going to have to wait on autopsy reports to see what happened so suddenly, but god I can't stop crying. Not many people understand how much you can bond with reptiles, but she was my "dog" for a big portion of my life. I was with her constantly, and she could convince anyone to love reptiles. She trusted in me, and even when she had her freak accident, she was so calm and came right to me. With her medicine, the vets informed me it would be hard to administer it to a lizard, and that I'd have to get her "mad" so she forcefully opens her mouth. They didn't know her, when I gave her medicine, she would open her mouth for me no problem. She was a handfed since she was hatched.
I really, really wanted to be able to post in "What are you happy about today?" when her medicine was done. I'm so sad I will never get the chance. I didn't know where else to post this; in person people don't know how to comfort the lost of a reptile. They have that, "You can always buy another one" mentality. I wish I could have been better for her, that there were more options for her, and I'm so defeated and crushed. I loved her so, so much. She was in her "80s in human years", but man I would take those few extra years with her any day over this.
I'm sorry this is so long, I feel so broken over this and didn't know where else to vent.