MemberI just experienced that old saying that loss comes in threes. Anybody else have that experience?
I haven't dropped in for some time as my attention has been elsewhere. Emotionally I was bombarded with worry, heartbreak and sadness. We all have that to live through, so I am not unique in that area.
In mid June my 11 month old kitty went missing. Broke my heart. I even had a pet communicator hired to see if she could communicate with missing kitty. $150 .... that is another discussion entirely!
Weeks later my dog died of cancer - July 21. She died at home 15 minutes before she was going to be put to sleep as I couldn't bear the pain she was in. She was diagnosed the week before with leukemia which I sensed two months before. Maybe my kitty also sensed that my dog was dying as my kitty was attached to the dog. My dog was getting cataracts and had physical issues since Jan 1 of this year. She was older and the aging issues in dogs are common and normal... I just didn't expect it as she was full of life until her remaining months.
4 days later my sister (younger) died of lung cancer. She lived months longer than they predicted and the docs were amazed. Her cancer never spread to the brain etc and was just in her lungs. It could have been the salvestrols she was taking, but then she smoked all the way up to her death.... well... not the last day. Salvestrols won't work to kill cancer if it is in your lungs due to the carbon monoxide. She knew that. The dandelion tea I had her drink helped extend her life as well in that the cancer really never spread.
The chemo ruined her immune system and she regretted doing it. She said she would not advise it to anyone. My sister was only about 75 pounds at the end as the nausea never went away so she could eat and build up her system. She also didn't want to fight the inevitable as she was told she was terminal and she had no real hope except for me trying to keep her alive. I gave up a few weeks before she died. I could see that her body just wouldn't recover from the ravages of chemo.
I was with her when she died and made sure her three daughters were there as well. All of the nursing staff came in to say they loved her during her last hour. They said she could hear as that is the last "physical sense" that one keeps. So, she was sent off to her journey with sentiments of love and caring.
I knew she was not going to make it and the end was near when she asked me who the people were that were not visible (physically present) in her room. I had that happen when another friend was dying of cancer a few years back. She only saw them when I was present the last day or two.When I came into the room to visit a couple hours before she died, she was reaching out her skinny arms and leaning forward to the invisible person she saw before when I was with her the day before. Her last words were that she couldn't take it any more and said... "No more questions please".
Last year in July she tried to overdose (with very detailed suicide letters and plans) and expressed she just wanted to go home. Well, now she is. I actually saved her life at that time (found her overdosed) and expressed to her days later in the hospital that this was her second chance to make it right with her daughters. There were issues with them and her. I think she did the best she could to do just that for this past year.
The night she died I had a lucid dream (never had one before) of her and it was comforting. She was letting me know she was just fine and all was well where she was. I can describe in detail what she was wearing and everything about her very clearly. The next night just before getting into a deep sleep, I felt a very real sense that a hand was touching my back. When I rolled over to see... of course no one was there. I smiled and felt it was my sis letting me know she was moving on and a goodby.
I haven't been able to talk about my experiences with anyone until just now. I even keep my sister's ashes with me at work as it is comforting. Yes, I am odd! I am getting back to normalcy and life does move along. I still miss my kitty, my dog and my sis.....Can't talk anymore about this.... Sad again...
I haven't dropped in for some time as my attention has been elsewhere. Emotionally I was bombarded with worry, heartbreak and sadness. We all have that to live through, so I am not unique in that area.
In mid June my 11 month old kitty went missing. Broke my heart. I even had a pet communicator hired to see if she could communicate with missing kitty. $150 .... that is another discussion entirely!
Weeks later my dog died of cancer - July 21. She died at home 15 minutes before she was going to be put to sleep as I couldn't bear the pain she was in. She was diagnosed the week before with leukemia which I sensed two months before. Maybe my kitty also sensed that my dog was dying as my kitty was attached to the dog. My dog was getting cataracts and had physical issues since Jan 1 of this year. She was older and the aging issues in dogs are common and normal... I just didn't expect it as she was full of life until her remaining months.
4 days later my sister (younger) died of lung cancer. She lived months longer than they predicted and the docs were amazed. Her cancer never spread to the brain etc and was just in her lungs. It could have been the salvestrols she was taking, but then she smoked all the way up to her death.... well... not the last day. Salvestrols won't work to kill cancer if it is in your lungs due to the carbon monoxide. She knew that. The dandelion tea I had her drink helped extend her life as well in that the cancer really never spread.
The chemo ruined her immune system and she regretted doing it. She said she would not advise it to anyone. My sister was only about 75 pounds at the end as the nausea never went away so she could eat and build up her system. She also didn't want to fight the inevitable as she was told she was terminal and she had no real hope except for me trying to keep her alive. I gave up a few weeks before she died. I could see that her body just wouldn't recover from the ravages of chemo.
I was with her when she died and made sure her three daughters were there as well. All of the nursing staff came in to say they loved her during her last hour. They said she could hear as that is the last "physical sense" that one keeps. So, she was sent off to her journey with sentiments of love and caring.
I knew she was not going to make it and the end was near when she asked me who the people were that were not visible (physically present) in her room. I had that happen when another friend was dying of cancer a few years back. She only saw them when I was present the last day or two.When I came into the room to visit a couple hours before she died, she was reaching out her skinny arms and leaning forward to the invisible person she saw before when I was with her the day before. Her last words were that she couldn't take it any more and said... "No more questions please".
Last year in July she tried to overdose (with very detailed suicide letters and plans) and expressed she just wanted to go home. Well, now she is. I actually saved her life at that time (found her overdosed) and expressed to her days later in the hospital that this was her second chance to make it right with her daughters. There were issues with them and her. I think she did the best she could to do just that for this past year.
The night she died I had a lucid dream (never had one before) of her and it was comforting. She was letting me know she was just fine and all was well where she was. I can describe in detail what she was wearing and everything about her very clearly. The next night just before getting into a deep sleep, I felt a very real sense that a hand was touching my back. When I rolled over to see... of course no one was there. I smiled and felt it was my sis letting me know she was moving on and a goodby.
I haven't been able to talk about my experiences with anyone until just now. I even keep my sister's ashes with me at work as it is comforting. Yes, I am odd! I am getting back to normalcy and life does move along. I still miss my kitty, my dog and my sis.....Can't talk anymore about this.... Sad again...
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