My Baby Boy is gone
And I don't know how I'm going to go on.
Today, at about 7.30pm, David took our dogs - our Jack Russell,
Ginny, and my little baby boy, my poodle, Lifi, out for a walk.
About 20 minutes later there was a knock at the door and I heard
Ginny whimpering. When I opened it, David was there, holding a
senseless Lifi in his arms.
When I asked what happened, he said that Lifi had just collapsed. We
laid him on the floor and he seemed barely concious, he was
struggling for breath ad I noticed his tongue was blue.
We called the emergency vet (its a Bank Holiday today and everywhere
is shut) and while David was speaking to them I wrapped Lifi in a
towel and kept rubbing his chest, trying to get him to breathe. We
ran outside, got into the car and started up the road, me holding
Lifi and talking to him, rubbing his chest and trying to get him to
stay with me.
By the time we reached the end of the road he had stopped gasping and
become very still and quiet. I guess I knew he'd gone but couldn't
face it, I was sure he was still breathing if very faintly.
We reached the vets and I ran inside with Lifi, crying my eyes out.
The nurse hurried me into the theatre and I laid Lifi on the
table. "I think he's gone" I remember sobbing.
The vet looked at him, checked his eyes and said "yes he's gone".
I can't remember much other than holding him and crying for what
seemed like ages. Asking if it was my fault had we done something or
not done it. David says he's been quiet the last few days and I have
to say I hadn't actually noticed. Perhaps I was so bound up with
work and college everything that I hadn't even noticed Lifi being quiet.
But my baby is gone. He slept in my arms this afternoon and now this
evening he's gone.
I can't face life without him. He was my baby - the closet thing I
have to a child and I adored him. He slept with me every night. He
was always around me and I used to say he was the main man in my life.
My mum is distraught too, she loved him as well and she can't stop
crying either. My brother is gutted although not showing it and
David is very upset although he doesn't show it either.
I can't stop crying its like a horrible nightmare I want to wake up
from. I want my baby boy back, I can't go on without him.
Today, at about 7.30pm, David took our dogs - our Jack Russell,
Ginny, and my little baby boy, my poodle, Lifi, out for a walk.
About 20 minutes later there was a knock at the door and I heard
Ginny whimpering. When I opened it, David was there, holding a
senseless Lifi in his arms.
When I asked what happened, he said that Lifi had just collapsed. We
laid him on the floor and he seemed barely concious, he was
struggling for breath ad I noticed his tongue was blue.
We called the emergency vet (its a Bank Holiday today and everywhere
is shut) and while David was speaking to them I wrapped Lifi in a
towel and kept rubbing his chest, trying to get him to breathe. We
ran outside, got into the car and started up the road, me holding
Lifi and talking to him, rubbing his chest and trying to get him to
stay with me.
By the time we reached the end of the road he had stopped gasping and
become very still and quiet. I guess I knew he'd gone but couldn't
face it, I was sure he was still breathing if very faintly.
We reached the vets and I ran inside with Lifi, crying my eyes out.
The nurse hurried me into the theatre and I laid Lifi on the
table. "I think he's gone" I remember sobbing.
The vet looked at him, checked his eyes and said "yes he's gone".
I can't remember much other than holding him and crying for what
seemed like ages. Asking if it was my fault had we done something or
not done it. David says he's been quiet the last few days and I have
to say I hadn't actually noticed. Perhaps I was so bound up with
work and college everything that I hadn't even noticed Lifi being quiet.
But my baby is gone. He slept in my arms this afternoon and now this
evening he's gone.
I can't face life without him. He was my baby - the closet thing I
have to a child and I adored him. He slept with me every night. He
was always around me and I used to say he was the main man in my life.
My mum is distraught too, she loved him as well and she can't stop
crying either. My brother is gutted although not showing it and
David is very upset although he doesn't show it either.
I can't stop crying its like a horrible nightmare I want to wake up
from. I want my baby boy back, I can't go on without him.