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Today will enter my top three of the worst days of my life.
This morning, my little girl passed away.
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She had a three day gap. If she would of survived the first three days of treatment, she would of beat the virus. She just had to live through today, and she would of beat it. And she just couldnt. Saturday, she was really depressed and down. Sunday, she was up and walking around but still really depressed. She really wanted to come home... she was such a tough little cookie. She wanted to jump out of the cage so bad when we saw her and just come home. I had a lot of hope just because she was actually up... I just kept thinking she just had to make it through the night. And she did. But not the day. Today I got a call from her doctor and she said Kylie was really depressed and might not make it. Right as I was about to leave work and get Marcus to rush to the hospital, I got another call... and it was her doc telling me she passed away. It was a "minute too late" moment. I still left, still picked up Marcus, and still went to see her.
I know this is what happens in life, and i'm firm to believe that things happen for a reason, but of course i'm mad, angry, depressed, hurt, sad, sick, and everything else above. I'm trying really hard to not blame anything, anyone and to not think about the 'what ifs' but again, its hard. Im beyond thankful that Cujo didnt get get sick.
I love you Kylie. You will always be my little girl.
Rest in Peace Honey.
April 14th 2006 - July 24th 2006
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This morning, my little girl passed away.
...
She had a three day gap. If she would of survived the first three days of treatment, she would of beat the virus. She just had to live through today, and she would of beat it. And she just couldnt. Saturday, she was really depressed and down. Sunday, she was up and walking around but still really depressed. She really wanted to come home... she was such a tough little cookie. She wanted to jump out of the cage so bad when we saw her and just come home. I had a lot of hope just because she was actually up... I just kept thinking she just had to make it through the night. And she did. But not the day. Today I got a call from her doctor and she said Kylie was really depressed and might not make it. Right as I was about to leave work and get Marcus to rush to the hospital, I got another call... and it was her doc telling me she passed away. It was a "minute too late" moment. I still left, still picked up Marcus, and still went to see her.
I know this is what happens in life, and i'm firm to believe that things happen for a reason, but of course i'm mad, angry, depressed, hurt, sad, sick, and everything else above. I'm trying really hard to not blame anything, anyone and to not think about the 'what ifs' but again, its hard. Im beyond thankful that Cujo didnt get get sick.
I love you Kylie. You will always be my little girl.
Rest in Peace Honey.
April 14th 2006 - July 24th 2006
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