Shai and The Pirate Fitz (GA)
Member Since 2012
We've all been there, right? We do all the things we can possibly think of to get a good result - for our diabetic kitties, for our families, for ourselves, for our jobs, for our general world. We try to stay open to the good that is present all around us and yet, in spite of our best efforts and intentions, suddenly we find ourselves exactly where we dreaded to ever be. It's as if all our efforts went unnoticed, unheeded and unaccounted for in the scheme of things.
I've been so low and overwhelmed at times by the not good being heaped upon the already not great and wonder what I'm doing wrong - or why is this happening after everything I've done to ensure these things would go in positive directions? At times, especially when the not good happens to my kitty I feel like curling up in a ball and crying until the universe makes it all go away and restores my kitty to perfect health. When I was just 4 years old and my Mom got me my very first kitty - a beautiful soul named Sugar - all white and soft - she lived to be 20 - my mother made it very clear - Sugar's entire quality of life was up to me. That the world she was going to live in was completely out of her own control. She couldn't get her own food or water. She was separated from her Mommy, so now I needed to be her mommy and provide all the love, care and protection a mommy should provide for her child. Obviously, I never forgot this. I taught it to all the children in my family when they received into their care their very first pet. In our family that's either a kitty, a horse or a dog.
We can't explain to our furrs why they feel bad. They look to us to make it all better and sometimes we can't. Sometimes we're put into the position of making life not fun for them at best, or down right hurty - like when we are trying to learn to take blood tests, or give shots, or need to start assisted feeding. They hate it and we hate it - but it has to be done - and hopefully, as time goes on we learn how to make it all bearable and, if we're lucky, our kitties come to look forward to those times because they mean special treats, or lovings or play time.
Then, suddenly, our kitties develop an even more serious, hideous, unfair condition. For my beloved Pirate Fitz it was EPI. No matter what she ate, she couldn't digest it. She couldn't tolerate the Pancreatic Enzymes which would save her life and tube feeding wasn't possible because of our house situation. Assisted feeding was such a struggle that her quality of life was zip and so we decided to allow nature to take its course and give her the best days she could have until it was time to release her.
Now Jamie and Jupiter are dealing with a heart-rending, unfair, diagnoses. (((((Jamie, Dane and Jupe)))). And I'm sure she's not alone in having bad heaped upon already not great and the fear creeps in and settles upon our hearts and we feel so lost and so alone.
For myself, I know for a fact that I wouldn't have been able to get through the hard times with my Pirate without the love, support, prayers and vines from LL. When it appears we can do nothing, we really can do so much for each other. We can provide a strength to each other when those whose kitties are struggling and beans are struggling to such an extent that they might not be able to muster their own reserves to get through the day. We can offer that much needed shoulder to help them help their kitties get through their day and maybe be able to find a bright spot in all the seeming darkness.
I've kept all the loving posts from each and every member here who offered their love and support to us while we were trying to give our Pirate Fitz the best life she could possibly have. To honor what my mom told me and to honor the beloved furry little being entrusted to me.
LL is an amazing place. It's amazing because everyone here understands that our kitties are our children. They are our family. And so, everyone in LL is also family.
I'm so proud to have been touched by all your love when I needed it. I freely offer my own to all who are in the midst of the struggle.
We are of one heart.
Shai and the Pirate Fitz (GA)
I've been so low and overwhelmed at times by the not good being heaped upon the already not great and wonder what I'm doing wrong - or why is this happening after everything I've done to ensure these things would go in positive directions? At times, especially when the not good happens to my kitty I feel like curling up in a ball and crying until the universe makes it all go away and restores my kitty to perfect health. When I was just 4 years old and my Mom got me my very first kitty - a beautiful soul named Sugar - all white and soft - she lived to be 20 - my mother made it very clear - Sugar's entire quality of life was up to me. That the world she was going to live in was completely out of her own control. She couldn't get her own food or water. She was separated from her Mommy, so now I needed to be her mommy and provide all the love, care and protection a mommy should provide for her child. Obviously, I never forgot this. I taught it to all the children in my family when they received into their care their very first pet. In our family that's either a kitty, a horse or a dog.
We can't explain to our furrs why they feel bad. They look to us to make it all better and sometimes we can't. Sometimes we're put into the position of making life not fun for them at best, or down right hurty - like when we are trying to learn to take blood tests, or give shots, or need to start assisted feeding. They hate it and we hate it - but it has to be done - and hopefully, as time goes on we learn how to make it all bearable and, if we're lucky, our kitties come to look forward to those times because they mean special treats, or lovings or play time.
Then, suddenly, our kitties develop an even more serious, hideous, unfair condition. For my beloved Pirate Fitz it was EPI. No matter what she ate, she couldn't digest it. She couldn't tolerate the Pancreatic Enzymes which would save her life and tube feeding wasn't possible because of our house situation. Assisted feeding was such a struggle that her quality of life was zip and so we decided to allow nature to take its course and give her the best days she could have until it was time to release her.
Now Jamie and Jupiter are dealing with a heart-rending, unfair, diagnoses. (((((Jamie, Dane and Jupe)))). And I'm sure she's not alone in having bad heaped upon already not great and the fear creeps in and settles upon our hearts and we feel so lost and so alone.
For myself, I know for a fact that I wouldn't have been able to get through the hard times with my Pirate without the love, support, prayers and vines from LL. When it appears we can do nothing, we really can do so much for each other. We can provide a strength to each other when those whose kitties are struggling and beans are struggling to such an extent that they might not be able to muster their own reserves to get through the day. We can offer that much needed shoulder to help them help their kitties get through their day and maybe be able to find a bright spot in all the seeming darkness.
I've kept all the loving posts from each and every member here who offered their love and support to us while we were trying to give our Pirate Fitz the best life she could possibly have. To honor what my mom told me and to honor the beloved furry little being entrusted to me.
LL is an amazing place. It's amazing because everyone here understands that our kitties are our children. They are our family. And so, everyone in LL is also family.
I'm so proud to have been touched by all your love when I needed it. I freely offer my own to all who are in the midst of the struggle.
We are of one heart.
Shai and the Pirate Fitz (GA)
