It has been a whirlwind of a month of good times and sad times. I had a great getaway week with some of my best friends down south and got to lay back in the hot sun relaxing and having fun. There was 13 of us that went on a trip and we had a great time from beginning to end. I was faced with a couple challenges along the way but made sure I didn’t let them get me down!
So we land in Dominican and as soon sis I walk off the plane, a gust of wind hits me and I get a rock in my eye! I have the most sensitive eyes, they tear up just from light. So I’m standing in line waiting to go through customs and both my eyes are watering so bad! I litterally look like I’m bawling my eyes out. Thankfully they didn’t stop me at customs.
So I head to the washroom once I make it through and try to wash my eye out… No success. So the bawling continues all the way to the resort. It is so painful I don’t want to blink or look in any direction as I can just feel it scratching my eyeball. Get to the resort and it’s the afternoon so we’re getting ready for an early dinner, still can’t cry this thing out of my eye. I also can’t see anything in my eye
So we head to dinner and I have to carry Kleenex around with me to continue dabbing the tears that won’t stop falling. I’m now exhausted and my eyes are burning from crying all afternoon. Make it through dinner and were all sitting in the lobby drinking afterwards. All of a sudden I blink and I don’t feel any pain! I blink and blink again and I feel nothing! Excitement overtakes me and I start waving my hands and tell everyone I have an announcement to make! I yell “my eyeball is free, it’s gone!” Sooo happy, even though I couldn’t wear makeup the next couple days as my eyelid is swollen, red and sore.
Rest of the trip was a great time, hit up the disco every night, did get a cold mid trip and also came home sick and lost my voice. Walked into the casino with $0 and walked out with $30, a hat and shirt. Had some great luck at the black jack table!
Then it was time for it all to end. Had to head home back to reality. So I come home, only to find out my baby girl (cat) was not doing to good. She slowly stopped eating over 3 days and I didn’t think she was going to make it through the night. I spent half the night laying on the floor with her, saying my goodbyes, crying and hoping she would peacefully go through the night. She finally left me to go elsewhere in the house so I went to bed.
I woke up in the morning and ransacked the house to find her and see if she was okay. She was hiding in a cold dark space in the basement. I brought her upstairs and tucked her in a blanket on the couch and had to leave for the day. I came straight home from work and found her laying in the cold dark basement again.
I spent the evening laying in bed with her and my other cat. We snuggled the whole evening until she moved to the floor and I moved down with her. I was praying she would go peacefully but it didn’t seem to be in the plan. She was very docile the whole time, until something went wrong. We then had to rush her to the emergency vet and they gave her a pain killer and relaxant. They thought she would relax and go naturally, but she was holding on. I think she was scared and wanted to fight.
Finally the vet came in and said we should probably euthanize her. My heart just broke harder because it was now real… She was officially going to leave me for good. 11 wonderful years, I rescued her from being putdown back then, saved her from whatever abusive place she was left behind from and helped her to love and trust humans again.
I am heartbroken she’s now gone. It’s always one of the hardest things in life to face. I cried so much for the next couple days, felt like I was in a big slump. Didn’t want to get out of bed… But now we have to keep moving on.