• sarcasticsunrise@lemmy.world
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      7 days ago

      When we had to put our sweet little girl cat Scout to sleep a couple years ago, she came back for a split second trying to fight and attack the pentobarbital as it was flowing into her leg. I can never unsee that moment, and it broke me on a level I will never fully recover from

    • PiJiNWiNg@sh.itjust.works
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      7 days ago

      Yeah, it is/was one of my greatest feelings of loss I’ve ever experienced. Broke down instantly. Makes me dread the day I get a call about one of my parents, but perhaps I’ll be at least slightly more prepared then I would be otherwise. One could consider it a parting gift I suppose…

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        6 days ago

        I have power of attorney over my parents, and have strict instructions to pull the plug if there isn’t a significant chance of a full or near-full recovery. They’re in their 80s now, both with DNR instructions, so any chance of a significant recovery (if they have an incident) is becoming ever more remote. Plus, they’re in the channel for MAID - Medical Assistance In Death.

        So yeah. I’m their personal Grim Reaper. And they’re counting on me to be exactly that.

        But they brought me into this world, and I will do my duty of care to walk them out of it with as much grace and dignity as possible.